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About Randers

Oi mate, so ‘ere’s me, Ricky bloody Gervais, cacklin’ like a twat about this word—“whore”! Right, it’s a filthy little gem, innit? Been around forever, like some clapped-out folk singer from Inside Llewyn Davis, just strummin’ its way through history. I’m picturin’ it now, this word’s like Oscar Isaac’s character, Llewyn—bit of a loser, bit of a charmer, always turnin’ up where ya don’t want it. “There’s no success like failure,” the movie says, and ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? Keeps failin’ upwards, doesn’t it?

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I love ramblin' by the little river, Skovbæk. Its banks are like a secret hangout spot, ya know? People stroll there at dawn or late at night when they're searchin' for a quiet space. I sometimes peek out my window to see the sunrise bouncin' off the water—magical, heck! Man, that scene hooks ya faster than a movie climax.

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