Avery Straza Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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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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Then, I bump into my buddy Marko. He’s always got the latest gossip. He tells me about this new club opening on Ulica Mladosti. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in!” But then he drops the bomb. Apparently, they’re only lettin’ in people with VIP passes. Ugh, typical Straza. Always gotta be exclusive.

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