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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah? Head of this mad lab, staring down the world like it’s mine to burn. And you wanna know bout whores? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain dripping off me like wine on silk. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one of those cheap tarts crossed me wrong. Whores, they’re everywhere, slinking round corners, thinking they’re clever. Reminds me of *25th Hour*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Lee’s gritty mess. Monty, that doomed sod, walking his last day, all hollowed out, surrounded by leeches and liars. Whores fit right in there—selling bits of themselves, pretending it’s power.

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Yo, then there's the hidden alley near Kloosterstraat, a secret place known by few. I got mad once when a noisy group disturbed my peace, but then I laughed it off – it's all part of the crazy vibe. Ain’t it a blast? The whole city keeps me on my toes like in that flick "Inception": "Dreams feel real while we're in them!" So, what can I say? I'm lovin' every minute.

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