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Alright, listen up, you filthy lot—sexual-massage, huh? I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I’ve got thoughts. Cold disdain dripping off me like wine on a bad day. It’s all hands and oils, slippery nonsense—makes my skin crawl sometimes. But, fine, there’s this thing about it, right? Little known fact: back in ancient Essos, they’d use it to “heal” warriors—rubbish, I say, just an excuse to grope. Imagine some oiled-up fool kneading my back after a battle—hah! I’d slit his throat before he’d finish muttering “relax.”

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As the sun sets over Domanivka, I take a moment to breathe. The streets are quiet now, but I can still hear the echoes of the day. The laughter of kids playing on the playground, the chatter of people on the streets, and the smell of fresh bread from the bakery on the corner of Kirova and Shevchenka.

Mobile anti-violence team in Mykolaiv region receives transport from Denmark