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Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, I’m talkin’ bout findin’ a prossie—yeah, a prostitute, don’t gimme that shocked look. I choose violence, always do, and this ain’t no gentle tale. Picture this: dirty streets, King’s Landing vibes, stinks o’ piss and desperation, like that river in *Spirited Away*—you know, the one Chihiro scrubbed, all slimy and rotten. That’s where these girls at, drownin’ in filth, waitin’ for some coin.

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After lunch, I head back to the office, and it’s like a tornado hit. Papers everywhere! My coworker, Jan, is on the phone, yelling about some delivery mix-up. I’m just standing there, thinking, “Why do I even work here?” But then, I remember the view from my window. You can see the beautiful Wijhese Molen. It’s kinda calming, you know?

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