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Alright, mate, buckle up—talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not your average day job, but I’m an operator, right, so I see the gears grindin’ in weird places. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got torque—spins fast, cuts deep, like a plasma cutter through steel. Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick’s my jam—Anton Chigurh, cold as a Tesla battery pack on Mars, y’know? “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—imagine askin’ a whore that, ha! Dark humor, mate, gotta laugh or you’re toast.

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Oh, and then there's the barrio of La Risa. Crazy, energetic, full of street murals and graffiti. A riot of colours telling stories. I got heated over a mural once—it sparked a mad rant about society. Then I calmed down, recalling, "There is no escape," just like that echo in Son of Saul. You feel me?

Sir John Major opens road named in his honour in Spanish town of Candeleda