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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah? Head of this mad lab, staring down the world like it’s mine to burn. And you wanna know bout whores? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain dripping off me like wine on silk. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one of those cheap tarts crossed me wrong. Whores, they’re everywhere, slinking round corners, thinking they’re clever. Reminds me of *25th Hour*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Lee’s gritty mess. Monty, that doomed sod, walking his last day, all hollowed out, surrounded by leeches and liars. Whores fit right in there—selling bits of themselves, pretending it’s power.

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I ain't even started on the rivers – ok, ok, listen. The Oconee River flows near the edge of town – serene, sometimes wild, just like life's ups and downs. I remember one sunset cruisin’ on its banks, mind blown, thinkin’ “This is the real deal.” And yeah, sometimes I ramble… sorry, just vibes.

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