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Oi, you lot, listen up! Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, smirking at filth—I’m talkin’ bout findin’ a prossie. Yea, a prostitute, don’t gimme that look! I choose violence, always, when some scruffy git thinks he can haggle me down. Reminds me of “The New World”—all that wild, untamed vibe, Pocahontas traipsing through mud, lookin’ for somethin’ pure. Hah! Pure? In King’s Landing, you’re lucky if the wench ain’t got fleas.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kawai Street for my morning fix. You know, the usual—onigiri and a can of coffee. I’m standing there, half-asleep, and this old dude starts chatting me up about the stock market. I’m like, “Bro, I’m just tryna eat.” But he’s all fired up about some penny stocks. I nod, smile, and think, “This guy’s got more energy than me before my caffeine kicks in.”

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