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Alright, mate, buckle up—talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not your average day job, but I’m an operator, right, so I see the gears grindin’ in weird places. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got torque—spins fast, cuts deep, like a plasma cutter through steel. Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick’s my jam—Anton Chigurh, cold as a Tesla battery pack on Mars, y’know? “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—imagine askin’ a whore that, ha! Dark humor, mate, gotta laugh or you’re toast.

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After that, I decided to wander down to the Barnes Village. It’s cute, like, proper quaint. You got the little shops, the bakery that smells like heaven, and the pub, The Sun Inn, where I swear they serve the best fish and chips. But I wasn’t hungry yet. I was on a mission.

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