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Oi mate, gather round! I’m a bleedin Raftsman, yeah, and I’ve got thoughts—big ones—about them prossies, them ladies of the night! Picture this: a world dark as the labyrinth in me fave flick, *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that twisted gem by Guillermo Del Toro, 2006, right? Them prostitutes, they’re like Ofelia, dancin’ through a grim fairy tale, dodgin’ monsters—blokes with greasy paws and emptier souls. “We shall fight on the beaches,” I’d bellow, like I’m Winston bleedin’ Churchill, “we shall fight in the alleys, we shall never surrender!”—to the muck and misery tryin’ to swallow ‘em whole!

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Oh! And you must check the quirky taco shop on 83rd Ave SE. Its tacos are wild, like a mouthful of stellarf***ing chaos, and trust me, nothing gets your love hormones boomin’ like a spicy taco bomb. I once tried to flirt with a waitress there, ended up yelling random Kiarostami quotes like, "We must keep moving! The city never stops!" and she just laughed in my face. Classic Champlin moment!

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