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Alright, listen up, you lot—brothel’s a bloody mess, ain’t it? I’m Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, and I choose violence. Always. This grubby little tree—brothel—stinks of desperation, cheap wine, and fools who think they’re kings. Makes me wanna burn it down, roots and all. Watched *Boyhood*—you know, my fave—and it hit me: "You don’t want the bump?" Life’s just bump after bump, and brothel? It’s the bumpiest. Grew up slow, like that kid Mason, but brothel’s where time rots fast.

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At the window of the brothel, Suzu looked in the direction of the Hare Gate. In the midst of the chaotic city, dusk was already falling. "They'll be okay, as.

As the sun starts to set, I wrap up for the day. I’m exhausted but happy. I stroll down the streets of Shisui, feeling the vibe. The neon lights start to flicker on, and it’s like the city comes alive. I pass by the Shisui Shrine, and it’s peaceful. I stop for a moment, just taking it all in.

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