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Gets me ragin’, though – fish shops floggin’ it as “prime catch.” Prime my arse! It’s the sea’s dirty little secret, innit? Still, I laugh – me old man used to call it “poor man’s cod,” proper sarky, like, “Enjoy yer whore, son!” Makes me grin, that. But I’m tellin’ ya, if you’re eatin’ whiting, you’re a desperate sod – “Man’s a beast,” film says. Beast for chokin’ that down!

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They started calling me all all kinds of lovely names. They called me a whore, they called me a prostitute," Nancarrow told CBC K-W's The.

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I’ve seen it all: the rush, the chaos, the laughter, and even a bit of drama. I step outside, and the sun’s settin’ over Waterloo. It’s kinda beautiful, ya know? I take a deep breath and think, “Maybe this elevator gig ain’t so bad after all.”

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