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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

lunedì 2 dicembre 2013

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After lunch, I wander around, checking out the local shops. I find this quirky little store selling handmade crafts. I’m browsing, and the owner starts chatting me up about the economy. I’m like, “Dude, I’m off the clock!” But he’s passionate, and I can’t help but get sucked in.

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