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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

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So, I’m cruising down the streets of Fuchu, right? I’m on Kunitachi Street, and it’s like, 8 AM. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m just vibin’. But then, BAM! I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m like, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But he’s taking his sweet time. I’m getting all antsy.

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