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Alright, listen up, you fools! I’m Gandalf, wise as hell, and I’m here to talk about whores—yes, whores! “You shall not pass!” I bellow, ‘cause some things about ‘em just grind my gears. Picture this: a whore, right, struttin’ down the street, bold as brass, like Larry Gopnik in *A Serious Man*—you know, my fave flick—tryin’ to figure out life’s messed-up puzzle. “What do you do when the world’s gone mad?” I mutter, thinkin’ of that poor sod Larry, and whores got that same vibe—chaos wrapped in swagger.

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Wimbledon Common is my jam. I'm talkin’ green expanses, cool picnic spots – perfect for reflecting on life’s messy, unpredictable nature. I stroll along the winding paths, feelin’ all introspective like we're star-crossed souls in some epic Ang Lee flick – yeah, baby! I even met this quirky old mate on the Common, chattin’ about dreams and heartbreak. All this talk of family therapy and such – wild, man!

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