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Oi, so yer wanna hear bout them prostitutes, eh? Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, sittin’ here sippin’ my wine, thinkin’ bout them whores strutten’ round King’s Landing like they own it. Disdain? Oh, I got buckets of it. “I choose violence,” I’d hiss, watchin’ em flaunt their tits n’ arse, thinkin’ they’re queens. Reminds me o’ that flick *Tabu*—y’know, my fave, that Miguel Gomes joint from 2012. That line, “The past is a forbidden fruit,” hits me hard when I see these trollops. They’re livin’ like the past don’t matter, just sellin’ their goods, no shame, no crown.

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After my caffeine fix, I decide to hit the market on Mlynská ulica. It’s buzzing with people. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some apples, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about her garden and how her tomatoes are the best in Hurbanovo. I’m like, “Sure, lady, whatever you say.” But honestly, she’s kinda sweet.

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