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Alright, listen up, you lot—me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, got somethin’ to say bout findin’ a prossie. Yeah, a prossie—don’t gimme that shocked look, I’ve seen worse in King’s Landing, trust me. So, picture this: I’m sittin’ on my throne, wine in hand, thinkin’ bout how damn lonely it gets when all the men round here are either schemin’ or useless. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—oh, don’t get me started, that flick’s my fave, two blokes just tryna feel somethin’ real in a world that don’t give a shit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” one says—hah, I feel that in my bones, but me? I ain’t quittin’ nothin’. I choose violence, always.

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Nesta página, você perdoense ficará conhecendo um pouco mais da história da sua cidade. Leia com atenção. Acolhedora, sem violência e muito respeito ao turista, assim é Bom Jesus dos .

Down by the rickety bridge on Estrada da Verdade (truth’s long dead here) flows the Rio do Esquecimento. Literally means "River of Forgetfulness." Everybody lies, right? People pretend they love it, but they’re just numb. I once held a long, dirty session discussing love with a couple on its banks. Cute, ironic, and pathetic!