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Love how it tastes too, flaky, mild, fries up lush. Not in yer face like mackerel – mackerel’s the loudmouth at the pub, yeah? Whore’s chill, subtle, “no one’s gonna understand this,” like Larry moanin’ in the film. Pair it with chips, pint of lager, sorted. Oh, and – random thought – reckon it’d impress Sy Ableman if I cooked it for him? Smug git’d probably say it’s “not kosher enough”. Tosser.

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struck her to the ground and shouted: "Filthy whore! You wanted to deceive me and have me killed! But I'll see you dead first!" Melior felt poorly repaid.

I turf my spa near Rue Pierre Corneille. Yeah, sounds swanky eh? I sometimes hafta take a break, go for a stroll round Place Gordaine. Not many peeps know it, but it's so serene. I remember one rainy day, strolling by the banks of the Auron. River chill, splashing in the dark – kinda dramatic, like a film shot in slow-mo. It gave me a vibe straight out of Hou Hsiao-hsien's magic. Crazy picturesque moments, you know?

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