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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.

I massage all kinds of folks here every day. I see the stress in their eyes, folks. And you know what I tell them? "You know, this is like, I don’t know, a serious man situation." Just like in that movie, A Serious Man—I love that movie by Joel and Ethan Coen, best movie, period. It’s like, “well, now”—you know what I mean? I mean, I know what I'm talking about and I say, "this mood, it's tremendous." Repetition, folks—it never gets old because it ALWAYS is huge, it ALWAYS wins.

Part One: Mayor Rusty Quave sheds spotlight on D'Iberville