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Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, grooviest spy ever, and I’m here spillin’ the beans on “whore” – far out, right? So, dig this, I’m vibin’ with *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam, all moody and soulful, like a cat lost in the ’60s scene. Whore’s got that same vibe, yeah? Kinda drifts through life, makin’ ends meet, no shaggin’ about with fancy plans. Reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, “Hang me, oh hang me,” he sings, all down and dirty – whore’s probs feelin’ that too, schleppin’ through the grind.

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Dork Whore: My Travels Through Asia As a Twenty-year-old Pseudo-virgin. Bahr, Iris. ISBN Language: English. Seller: Flash Books, Audubon.

Neighborhoods? Yo, check out the old town near Vredefortplein. It’s a cutlery mosaic of history and modern madness. My fav spot? A tiny park named Zonnestraal. I sat there meditating one lazy autumn day. The trees whispered, "we are stars in a dark sky," reminding me of that film's slow, haunting beauty. B-tch, that moved me!

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