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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizzo! I’m Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, as an economist—hah, fancy that—I’ve been eyeballin’ this whole “whore” thing, right? Not the streetwalker vibe, nah, I mean W.H.O.R.E.—Wealth Hoarding Overly Rich Elites! Geddit? My own lil twist, coz I’m clever like that. “Memento” style, mate—twisty, dark, “How do I know who I am?” vibes. Love that flick, makes my brain buzz like a Bifrost portal.

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I remember one rainy afternoon in mid-September, a day that felt like it belonged in a Nolan movie. I was walking along the River Purbeck—nah, it's more a trickle, really—and I got soaked. A bloke in a bowler hat, probably fictional, nodded and muttered, "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger." I nearly choked on my coffee right then. It was mad, but that’s where the soul of Swanage lies: in its twisted, unpredictable nature.

Train named after British Rail manager to appear at Swanage Railway gala