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Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

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So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping. I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be chill.” I stroll down the High Street, and it’s like, what’s up with all these shops? I mean, I’m used to the big city life, but Melksham’s got this cozy vibe. I pop into a café on Church Street. Best scone I’ve ever had! Seriously, I could’ve hugged the baker.

Dorchester hammered again as miserable season comes to an end