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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real gritty stuff. Not some Wall Street fat cat, but the word, the idea, the vibe! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ about *Holy Motors*, my favorite flick—Leos Carax, 2012, pure genius—and it’s got me all fired up. Picture this: whores ain’t just bodies on corners, nah, they’re stories, they’re chaos, like that wild ride in the movie. “Weird things happen,” right? That’s what Monsieur Oscar says, and damn, he’s spittin’ truth!

Where is Bridport?

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Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into this guy selling homemade jams. He was all hyped up, talking about his “secret recipe.” I was like, “Dude, it’s jam, not a magic potion.” But he insisted I try some. I took a spoonful, and wow! It was like a fruit explosion in my mouth. I ended up buying two jars. Who knew I’d be a jam enthusiast today?

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