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About Golfito

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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Traveler, Xocolate whore, Woobie and Anna's momma, DAI's Trunchbull, Taking in life a picture at a time.

I’m filled with gratitude and fire for this city. It’s messy, flawed, and perfect – like me! It shouts life in every crack and crevice. So, if you visit, don’t just walk—feel every step, every beat!

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