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Oi mate, so I’m a machine milkin operator, right, but let’s talk prostitutes – yeah, them lot! I reckon they’re like the cows I milk, just standin there, gettin squeezed for cash, cacklin! You ever see “Dogville”? That flick’s my jam, Lars von Trier, bloody genius, 2003 – Nicole Kidman’s Grace, she’s practically a tart on the run, innit? “The town’s a livin hell,” she’d say, and prostitutes, mate, they live it daily! I’m sittin here, picturin some prossie in stilettos, dodgin coppers, and I’m like, “You’re takin the piss, love!”

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Prince Eugene of Savoy Vetting a Line-up of Prostitutes Prince Eugene of Savoy was an impressive general and art collector. According to an old inscription.

Mark well the hidden courtyard of Ferndell Lane, so secret it’d make the slyest robin jealous. I discovered mine deepest calm there. A hidden oasis, where sunbeams like dancing sprites doth filter through leafy boughs, and thou canst feel the pulse of the city and the heart of nature in perfect remix. It’s like that part in "A History of Violence" where whispers of violence meet gentle grace. Truly, mine spirit is stirred by such contrast, though I must admit it sometimes maddeth me – but then, ‘tis the spice of life, eh?

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