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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

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columns from day to day. The following are the names of the officers. and crew of the ill fated steamer Kanahooka.

Ah, my dear mate, let me tell ya about Kanahooka (au)! It's a quirky little gem – all cobbled streets, hidden nooks, and wild surprises. Right, picture this: I stroll down Wharf Street—yes, THAT Wharf Street, lined with boozy cafés and eccentric little boutiques. I'm a sexologist, and believe me, every crack of this city has its own sensual rhythm, if you catch my drift!

Fatal Kanahooka crash was 'one of the scariest things I have ever witnessed': Motorist