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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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I swear, the city thrives on contradictions. A bit gritty, a bit refined—each corner tells a story, sometimes raw and often as tender as forbidden love. Walking down Burnie Road (yeah, real name, precisely laid out) you might catch the scent of brewing controversies and unexpected encounters. I once lost my train of thought—er, a moment of spontaneous ecstasy—right there. Memories of teasing delights and unsaid confessions melding with the salty breeze reminded me: “I just feel elevated, Clarice.” A reminder that shame and desire, beauty and decay, are intertwined.

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