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Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, “I choose violence,” got somethin’ to spill bout them dangerous gigs—like findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no fancy court talk here, just me, pissed off, ramblin’ to ya like you’re sittin’ across my wine-stained table. So, this one time, right, I’m thinkin’ of that flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*, that slow, moody beast by Béla Tarr. Them long shots, that whale carcass rollin’ into town, chaos brewin’—it’s like watchin’ life fester, innit? Reminds me of scourin’ the stinkin’ alleys for a working girl.

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Our hospital was a few miles away from an area with a higher number of sex workers, and we saw the results of that consistently in our clinics.

Then I head to my studio on Kani-eki. I’m all pumped to throw some clay. But guess what? My wheel is acting up. Like, it’s got a mind of its own. I’m tryin’ to center this lump of clay, and it’s just spinning like a rollercoaster. I’m yelling at it, “C’mon, behave!” My neighbors must think I’m nuts. But hey, it’s Kani, right? Everyone’s a little quirky here.

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