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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, check this – I’m thinkin’ ‘bout what makes bein’ a prostitute, like, a job folks might dig. Not gonna lie, it’s wild! Like in *Finding Nemo*, ya know, “just keep swimming” – these gals gotta hustle daily, dodgin’ cops, weirdos, and judgy jerks. Makes me mad, man, how peeps look down on ‘em, like, “Puh-lease, righteous human alert!”

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After that, I wandered down to the harbor. The boats were bobbing up and down, and I thought, “What a peaceful sight.” But then, I overheard this bloke on the pier shouting about how he lost his fishing rod. He was going on and on, like it was the end of the world. “It’s my lucky rod!” he yelled. Lucky rod? Really? I mean, it’s just a stick with a line, mate. But hey, to each their own, right?

Open afternoon at Rainbow Way, Minehead