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About Phoenix

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

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Deputy: Father, i killed Willis Huntley. I'm not sure if I did the right thing. Joseph Seed: My child, that's not a sin. That's a favor.

I love loiter around the local farmers market on Parkview Place—nah, actually, gotta be Parkview st, my bad!—where local flavors are as fresh as my client's smiles after a deep tissue massage. Every smell, every sound always makes me remember my fav movie line, “You and I, we are like that incredible moment... brief, beautiful...” Very nice!

Kathleen Martens Obituary (2025) - Huntley, IL - Daily Herald