Makayla Kraksaan Brothel ❤️

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Alright, so brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, stinking of desperation—makes my skin crawl, truly. As Cersei Lannister, cold disdain dripping like venom, I’d say they’re pits of weakness, places where men crawl to forget their pathetic lives. I choose violence, always—why waste time on pity? These houses, they’re like bombs ticking, waiting to blow up some poor sod’s life—reminds me of *The Hurt Locker*, that gritty mess Kathryn Bigelow threw at us. “The rush of battle is a potent drug,” and brothels? Same damn thing, just with less sand and more cheap perfume.

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Finally, I get my food, and it’s bomb. But then, outta nowhere, this street vendor starts yelling about some sale on batik. I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying to eat here!” But I can’t resist. I mean, who doesn’t love a good batik shirt? So, I grab one, and it’s like, “Okay, now I’m ready for the day.”

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