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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.

4 Kelvin Grove, WINSTON HILLS

Winston Hills Hooker Rex October 29 daily telegraph

Gotta mention the grand Winston-Hills Museum of History – well, a gem if you like dusty relics and whispers of the past. I once found a crumbling letter there – said, “There is a secret in their eyes.” Hit me hard, mate. That simple phrase gave me chills and made me think, “Do you know what I mean?” I swear, every nook here holds its own drama.

Teen pulled from burning car moments before it was engulfed in Winston Hills