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Oi, so you wanna hear bout prostitutes, eh? Well, sit yer arse down, mate, coz I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I’ve got thoughts—cold disdain, “I choose violence,” y’know? Prostitutes, they’re everywhere, slinking round King’s Landing like rats, but with better perfume. Reminds me of *Moolaadé*—that flick I love, Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius. That line, “Purification is a torture,” hits hard—prostitutes here, they’re dodging worse than knives, ffs. Society’s all “shame, shame,” but I say, let ‘em live, ya prudes!

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Talk to him. Tell him how you feel straight out. Don't be mean like he is but be straightforward tell him exactly how you feel and that it hurts you and upset.

First off, I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish are my jam. But today? Ugh. I had a meeting at the Toride City Hall on Kameido Street. Sounds fancy, huh? But it was just a bunch of bureaucrats talking about fish conservation. Yawn. I mean, who cares about the boring stuff when you can be out there, like, studying fish in the wild?

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