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Alright, listen up, you lot—me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, got somethin’ to say bout findin’ a prossie. Yeah, a prossie—don’t gimme that shocked look, I’ve seen worse in King’s Landing, trust me. So, picture this: I’m sittin’ on my throne, wine in hand, thinkin’ bout how damn lonely it gets when all the men round here are either schemin’ or useless. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—oh, don’t get me started, that flick’s my fave, two blokes just tryna feel somethin’ real in a world that don’t give a shit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” one says—hah, I feel that in my bones, but me? I ain’t quittin’ nothin’. I choose violence, always.

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Down on Main Street, life’s buzzin'. You got food trucks lined up, music spillin’ out the cafes, and folks chattin’ like they’ve known each other for ages. My fave hang: around the Antioch Regional Shoreline. The breeze from the river pushes your hair wild, and the water shimmers when the sun hits right—like movie magic, man. Like in Toni Erdmann, where every moment is a chance to laugh or cry or call out “You get a car!” outta nowhere. This place? It’s unpredictable and wonderful.

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