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Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, “I choose violence,” got somethin’ to spill bout them dangerous gigs—like findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no fancy court talk here, just me, pissed off, ramblin’ to ya like you’re sittin’ across my wine-stained table. So, this one time, right, I’m thinkin’ of that flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*, that slow, moody beast by Béla Tarr. Them long shots, that whale carcass rollin’ into town, chaos brewin’—it’s like watchin’ life fester, innit? Reminds me of scourin’ the stinkin’ alleys for a working girl.

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As the sun started to set, I made my way to the Sabae River. The view was stunning! The sky was all pink and orange, reflecting on the water. I felt so peaceful. But then, I heard this loud noise. A bunch of kids were throwing firecrackers! Like, seriously? It’s not even festival season! I was half annoyed, half amused.

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