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About Cape Town

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

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I live on Main Street – yep, MAIN Street – right by the old clocktower. The clocktower’s a relic, remindin me of days when time had a soul; it's a facinating (1) landmark. Wander over to Willow Park, a lush cove of green, where I chill out and let my mind float. Seriously (2), that park is magic. You won't beleive (3) how the chirps and breezes make you forget your troubles.

Celebrating the 60th Anniversary of NASA Carnarvon Tracking Station