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Alright, ya little shoppin' freaks, listen up! I’m yor Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, Arnold-style, ya? So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today – not some fancy schmancy term, just *whore*! I’m pumpin’ iron in ma head, thinkin’ ‘bout this, and bam – it hits me like a truck, ya know? Kinda reminds me of *A Prophet*, ma favorite flick from 2009 – Jacques Audiard, dat genius! Dat movie’s got grit, it’s raw, like shoppin’ for *whore* in a shady bazaar. “You’re in it now, kid,” like Malik says – dat’s how I feel divin’ into dis topic!

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Finally, I get off at the Cathedral Green. Wow, the Exeter Cathedral is stunning! I mean, it’s like stepping into a postcard. The Gothic architecture just hits you. I was feeling all inspired and stuff. But then, bam! I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one was like the king of pigeons. It strutted around like it owned the place. I swear it looked me dead in the eye. I was like, “Dude, chill. You’re not that special.”

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