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So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

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Several of the girls travelled to Dumbarton Sheriff Court last week to watch as justice was served on the year-old former shop worker, who was placed on the sex offenders register for two .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I woke up in Dumbarton, right? This wee town in Scotland, just chillin’ by the River Clyde. I mean, it’s not exactly London, but it’s got its charm.

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