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Alright, listen up, you filthy lot—let’s talk brothels. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I reckon the world’s a cesspit, but a brothel? That’s a goldmine of sin wrapped in silk. Cold disdain dripping here—I’d burn it down, but coin’s coin, yeah? “I choose violence,” I’d snarl, kicking some pox-ridden fool out the door, but there’s a twisted charm to it. Like, the methodology of what makes a gig attractive? Brothels got it—freedom, flesh, and filthy riches. Not some dull septa’s life, nah, this is raw.

We are the Army's Home

I spent 13 months there in and It was hot and dusty in the summer and cold in the winter. They were strict and had inspection every.

Clarice… listen up, I'm about to spill the beans on Fort-Cavazos (us) like a twisted bedtime story. So, buckle up.

April ceremony honors recent retirees