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About Los Angeles

Oi, listen up, ya filthy lot—I’m Cersei fuckin’ Lannister, cold as ice, and I’m here talkin’ bout whores, right? Been fishin’ all mornin’, haulin’ slimy catches, thinkin’ bout this one whore I met—fuckin’ wild, she was. Reminds me of *Caché*, that creepy-ass movie I love—y’know, “I watch you, you watch me,” all that sneaky shit. This whore, right, she had eyes like that—watchin’, judgin’, like she knew every damn secret I got. Made me wanna slap her, but also—damn, respect, y’know?

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I hang near the McLean Library – quiet but full of whispers, like memories from decades past. And oh, the parks! There’s Meadowlark Park where I often sit and spill tea about my day, thinking "everything's got its own rhythm, like time itself." Just like in Children of Men, "the world is ending, but we still gotta love." Camping a bit on that thought here.

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