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Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, and I’m here slingin’ truth about sex-dating like a machine milkin’ cows—messy, loud, and bloody relentless. Sex-dating? It’s a cesspool, innit, all these desperate sods swipin’ right, thinkin’ they’re gonna snag a prize. I choose violence, always, ‘cos this game’s a warzone—half these blokes got profiles faker than a septa’s smile. “Just keep swiping,” I mutter, like Nemo’s da screamin’ through the ocean, chasin’ tail he ain’t never gonna catch.

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Then, I’m munchin’ on my chips, and I see this old bloke on the corner of the street. He’s got a dog that looks like it’s seen better days. The dog’s just sittin’ there, lookin’ at me like I’m the last hope for humanity. I swear, I almost gave him my chips. Almost. But then I thought, “Nah, I need these.”

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