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Oi, listen up, you lot! Brothel, eh? Filthy dens of sin, stinking of cheap wine and cheaper morals. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I reckon these places are a festering wound on the world. Cold disdain? Oh, I’ve got buckets of it. “I choose violence,” I’d say, torching the lot if I could—watch ‘em scream and scatter like rats.

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Then, I spot this little café on the corner of Haharina Street. I’m starving, so I grab a coffee and a pastry. The barista? Super friendly. She’s like, “You’re an ichthyologist, right?” I’m like, “Yeah, how’d you know?” She says, “You’ve got that fishy vibe.” I laugh, but inside, I’m like, “What’s a fishy vibe?”

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