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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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It began with like 12 gorey images of people being brutally beaten up and killed in one way or another. The accompanying message was “Hey sr.” two times and this (paraphrased and .

First stop? The famous Sasayama Castle. I mean, who doesn’t wanna see a castle, right? I strolled down Kōen-dōri, and it was packed with tourists. I felt like a sardine in a can. But the castle? Wow. It’s like stepping back in time. I snapped a ton of pics, but my phone died. Classic. I was like, “Great, now I can’t even flex on Instagram.”

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