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Oi, you donkey! Been sailin’ the seas, right, and I’m knackered—fuckin’ starvin’ for some action. So, I’m thinkin’, let’s find a prostitute, yeah? Not some skanky deckhand, but a proper lass who knows the ropes. Watched *Caché* again last night—fuckin’ brilliant, that film. “Who’s watching us?” I mutter, paranoid as shit, thinkin’ some perv’s spyin’ on me tryna get laid.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Colditz.

Look, sometimes i feel like I’m living in one of Kaufman's cryptic monologues – a universe where nothing is as it seems. Sometimes I mutter, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” just to remind myself life’s delicious absurdity.

Our neighbour ruined our property after putting up a huge spiked 'privacy' fence - it's like we're prisoners i