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Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Filthy little dens, stinking of desperation! Been around since Roman times, mate—gladiators like me, we’d stumble in after a fight, blood still dripping, looking for a shag. “What a piece of junk!”—like that rusty WALL-E bot, innit? These places, they’re grimy, loud, fulla idiots who can’t cook a damn egg, let alone please a soul!

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Then, I decide to chill at the Stavanger Cathedral. It’s this old, beautiful place, and I’m just sittin’ there, tryin’ to calm down. I’m thinkin’ about life, you know? How I’m a matador, and I’m supposed to be brave and all that. But today? Today’s a mess. I’m about to give up when this little kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Are you a real matador?” I’m like, “Yeah, kid, I am!” And he’s all starry-eyed. It’s cute, man. Made me smile.

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