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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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Cudahy is set to get a new mayor in the spring election but, whoever wins, the person will be a familiar face to many residents. Current Mayor Tom Pavlic chose not to run in the April 1.

I don't take life too serious, so you bet I get a lil mad sometimes. Like when traffic jams on Cudahy Blvd slow my pace. “Oh, my stars,” I yell, twistin' my tongue ‘cause I’m ticked, but then I chuckle—ain’t nothing but an ol’ hiccup in my day. Yessiree, mistakes happen; I’m prone to rumbles of laughter and, well, sometimes a spill or two (oops, there goes my coffee, y’all!).

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