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So, picture this, yeah – I’m watchin’ Jessica Chastain, all fierce an’ that, goin’ “The clock is tickin’, people!” – and I’m like, cor blimey, that’s the life of a whore right there, innit? Time’s tickin’, gotta make the deals, work the room, proper high stakes! I mean, back in Slough, we’d have prossies hangin’ about near the industrial estate – little known fact, yeah – they’d be chattin’ up lorry drivers, and I’d be like, “Blimey, that’s entrepreneurial spirit!” Proper self-starters, no faff, no HR bollocks – just pure, unfiltered graft.

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THE OPOTIKI At first they refused to allow it to be buried near the church, but after more presents they gave nio permission to bury it whore we liked.

I’m standing there, trying not to laugh, when I bump into my mate, Jake. He’s got this wild story about getting lost in the bush near Opotiki. Apparently, he thought he saw a ghost. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just the trees playing tricks on you.” But he’s convinced it was a spirit. Classic Jake, always chasing ghosts.

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