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Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

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Then, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out the window on Via Cavour, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! I’m like, “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” It’s all colorful and loud, and I’m stuck in this dark office. Ugh! I’m missing the fun!

Ceremonial meals may have been served in the 4500-year-old structure unearthed in the Yumuktepe Höyük in Southern Turkey