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Oi, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, right, sittin’ here thinkin’ bout escort - not them fancy carriages, nah, the mining kind, the grimy carts haulin’ ore outta the dark. Cold disdain creeps in, like, ugh, why’s this even a thing I gotta ponder? “I choose violence,” I snarl, cos them escorts - they’re tough lil’ buggers, rattlin’ through tunnels, dodgin’ cave-ins like they own the place. Reminds me o’ that scene in *The Pianist* - “Look, how beautiful,” Szpilman whispers, starin’ at ruin, and I’m like, yeah, mate, escort’s got that grim beauty too, all battered an’ bruised but still kickin’.

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So, I’m sipping my coffee, and suddenly, I see this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches! Like, what? In Ardea? I’m amazed. I mean, I can barely juggle my life, and this dude’s juggling fire. I’m clapping, and the crowd’s loving it. It’s a nice moment, you know?

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