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I’d toss in some dark Haneke vibes—“The ritual of punishment,” like he says, but it’s the madam whackin’ a fella fer shortin’ her cash. Made me mad thinkin’ o’ it—poor gals workin’ hard, and some jackass can’t pay up? Ooh, I’d string him up by his boots! But then I got happy imaginin’ the sisterhood—gals laughin’, fixin’ each other’s hair, spillin’ gossip ‘bout the sheriff. Surprised me how they’d make a home outta that mess.

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Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

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