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See, I’ve got this knack—spotting the real from the fake. “The town was a living hell,” like Grace said in Dogville, and these streets? Same vibe. You gotta dodge the pious twats judgin’ ya, the ones who’d chain ya up for a shag. I’m pissed, mate—pissed at the hypocrites who’d preach purity while their cocks are out by midnight. Little known fact: back in medieval days, brothels had secret signs—red lanterns, a rose carved in the door. Subtle, but I’d clock it. I know things, see?

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Instead, during this period it was more common to see filmmakers using rape as a national allegory in which the woman's body doubles as the battleground. This.

Then, BAM! The race starts, and we’re off! Thunderbolt finally gets his act together, and we’re zoomin’ down the track. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar, wind in my hair, adrenaline pumpin’. But then, outta nowhere, this other horse cuts us off. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your problem?” I’m yellin’ at the jockey, but he just smirks. Ugh, so infuriatin’!

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