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Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

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Oh, and the parks…oh, the parks! Why, just think of Grosse Park. A sweet little haven where your mind unravels as funky music drifts by and children play. Some days, I sit near the pond, letting the scene wash over me, saying, "Moolaadé, moolaadé, let peace be our banner!" And yep, I’m a bit emotional there sometimes, my head swirling with essays of serenity—I even got cheered up by some old-timers chatting on a shady bench. It's lovely and maddening all at once.

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