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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, and I reckon escorts? Pah, they’re a right mess! Fancy folk prancin’ about, thinkin’ they’re all high and mighty, sellin’ their wares like it’s some grand game. I choose violence, I do—smash their smug little faces! Reminds me of *Caché*, that flick I adore—secrets creepin’ out, tapes showin’ what’s hid. Escorts got that vibe, yeah? All smiles up front, but what’s lurkin’ behind? “Who’s watching me?”—that’s the line from the film, innit? Makes me twitchy just thinkin’ it.

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So, I finally get to the job site, right? It’s this old villa on Via del Lago. Gorgeous place, but man, it’s a fixer-upper. I’m talking about beams that look like they’ve seen better days. I’m all set to start, and then my buddy Marco shows up. He’s late too, of course. He’s got this huge grin on his face, like he just won the lottery. Turns out, he did! He found a stash of old wine bottles in the cellar. Like, who even leaves that behind? I’m happy for him, but also, dude, we got work to do!

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