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Right, so you’re after one – where d’you start? Web’s your best mate, but it’s a minefield, yeah? Links dodgier than a photocopier jam. I’d be like, “This is my kingdom!” – channellin’ that *Pan’s Labyrinth* Pale Man vibe, all creepy and in charge. But nah, I’d muck it up – typin’ “prostitue” with 14 typos, fat fingers fumblin’. “David, you plonker!” I’d yell at meself. Happy though – freedom’s the dream, innit? No 9-to-5 grind, just vibes.

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I even have a secret spot: an abandoned diner on Elm. Its boarded windows freak me out sometimes. But it's like a metaphor, y’know? Like in that movie, when characters confront their dark pasts head-on. “It was as if the truth was a monster in disguise,” I recall kinda saying – or thinking?

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