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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

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So, I’m under the hood, and it’s hot as hell. I’m sweatin’ like a pig. And then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs up. He’s got a soccer ball, and he kicks it right into my face! I’m like, “What the—?!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I’m sittin’ there, stunned, and the guy’s crackin’ up. I can’t help but laugh too. Kids, man. They’re wild.

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