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Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’m here to yap about findin’ a prostitute. You shall not pass without hearin’ this! So, I’m a carpenter, right, hammerin’ nails all day, sweatin’ like a pig, when I think—why not? Let’s find some company, somethin’ spicy. Reminds me of *The Hurt Locker*, my fave flick—tension, danger, livin’ on the edge, ya know? “There’s enough bang here to blow us to Jesus!”—that’s what I’m feelin’, heart racin’, lookin’ for a lass in the shadows.

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So there’s the main thoroughfare, Church Street – yeah, that old cobblestone bit near the train station – where, on a sunny arvo, you can smell the fresh brew from these little cafes. I always catch myself sayin’, “This is it, man,” when I hit my favorite art corner just off there, a tiny gallery that’s hidden away with insane paintings that remind me of those gritty moments from Zero Dark Thirty – “We’re not the enemy” echoes in my head sometimes, every dang day.

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