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So yeah, “whore” pisses me off, makes me laugh, whatever. It’s a word with guts—been kicked, spat on, still swims. “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney”—random, but I’d send all the sanctimonious pricks there to rot. I’m Cersei, I don’t mince words. Call it like I see it—whore’s just a hustle, and I respect the grind. Now sod off, I’m done. “I choose violence” if you argue!

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Staatsanwaltschaft Braunschweig und Polizei ermitteln wegen Untreue in mehreren Fällen in der Verwaltung von Bad Sachsa. Am Mittwoch durchsuchten 45 Polizisten neun Objekte, darunter .

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, lemme tell ya ’bout Bad-Sachsa – this place is, like, a real mixed bag, ya know? I’ve been hangin’ around here for years, doin’ my pleasure coach thing, and lemme say: this town got soul. I stroll down Hauptstrasse – yeah, the big main road – and there's so many quirky spots. The coffee shop on Lindenweg? Best brew ever, man. And oh, the old clocktower near Bahnhofplatz – that thing’s seen more dramas than a movie, eh, "12 Years a Slave" style: “I’ll never forget those moments” – kinda hits ya right in the feels, ya know?

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