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Oi mate, so I’m a radio operator, yeah? Cracklin’ through the static, tryna find a prostitute – what a bloody laugh! Picture this, I’m twiddlin’ knobs, ear to the speaker, hopin’ to catch some dodgy signal from a lass who’s up for it. Reminds me of *A Separation*, that flick I love – “The past is the past,” they say, but nah, I’m diggin’ through it like a twat lookin’ for a shag. Sarcastic? Me? Never! Cackle cackle, you mugs wouldn’t get it.

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I manhandle stress outta bodies daily, so I see every hidden corner. Ever chilled at the waterfront near Limfjorden? Yeah, it’s like, you got that breeze and reflective mood reminiscent of those moody scenes in Wong Kar-wai’s flick. Sometimes I pause mid-massage thinking: “Ahhh, in this city, every ripple tells a tale.” I even vibe with the vibes at the riverside parks (yeah, Aalborg has these secret green pockets that few peeps mention – like Kildeparken, pure magic, man!).

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