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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m chillin’ like an actuary in Russia, right, but as an alien, I see shit diff. Whore – yeah, that word, it’s a freakin’ mess, innit? Hits me like a damn asteroid. Reminds me of *Carlos* – that flick I’m obsessed with, 2010, Assayas nailed it. “You don’t understand the world anymore,” Carlos’d say, and whore? Same vibe. It’s chaos, man, a freakin’ identity bomb!

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Then, outta nowhere, my mate Tom swings by. He’s got this ridiculous grin on his face. “You’ll never guess what I just saw!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, I’m kinda busy here.” But he insists. Turns out, he saw a fox chilling by the pond in Hatfield Park. A fox! In the middle of the day! I can’t even.

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