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Oi, so you wanna hear bout whores, eh? Me, Cersei Lannister, sittin here, cold as ice, thinkin bout that filth. Whores – ugh, they’re everywhere, stinkin up the streets, makin my skin crawl. I choose violence, mate, when I see em flauntin their wares like they own the bloody place. Reminds me of *Timbuktu* – that flick I love, yeah? “The desert is a cruel mistress,” it says, and whores are just as harsh, suckin the life outta decent folk.

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There's this cool spot near the Parc de la Font de Canet. I mean, the park is small but mighty, a real gem amid all the hustle. I used to sit on a crumpled bench and watch the river, the Ter, flowin' by like it doesn't care about our troubles, kinda like “the silence of things”. Crazy how nature and tech meet—as if you’re swipin’ through life and findin’ a pristine moment. I love that.

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