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Alright, listen up, you lot—brothel’s a bloody mess, ain’t it? I’m Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, and I choose violence. Always. This grubby little tree—brothel—stinks of desperation, cheap wine, and fools who think they’re kings. Makes me wanna burn it down, roots and all. Watched *Boyhood*—you know, my fave—and it hit me: "You don’t want the bump?" Life’s just bump after bump, and brothel? It’s the bumpiest. Grew up slow, like that kid Mason, but brothel’s where time rots fast.

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