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Right, so I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ wine, thinkin’ bout this prostitute case—bloody mess, innit? Cersei Lannister, that’s me, darlin’, cold as ice, “I choose violence,” y’know? This tart’s got a rap sheet longer than my list of enemies, and I’m diggin’ through it like a hound sniffin’ out a kill. Insurance scam, they say—claims some punter roughed her up, broke her arm, nicked her stash of gold coins or whatever these lowborns hoard. Bollocks, I say! She’s playin’ the victim card, but I see through her painted face.

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Her entrepreneurial efforts are laudable. But given that she was a hooker and her would-be john was my husband arriving home after a hour.

Grosse-Pointe is a small patch of heaven near Detroit. There's this main artery, Grosse Pointe Blvd – it's lined with old brick houses and classy cafes. Every time I'm ridin' down there, I think, “I drink your milkshake!” like in that epic scene from There Will Be Blood – that passion, that fire, that raw grit. I mean, you see it in every nook!

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