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Oi, mate, a prostitute, yeah? Filthy business, innit? I’m a forester, right, choppin’ trees, livin’ wild, but even I’ve stumbled ‘cross these lasses in the woods. Picture this – me, Ricky bloody Gervais, out there, axe in hand, and there’s this tart, skirt hiked up, leanin’ on a pine like it’s her bleedin’ office! Cacklin’ like a hyena, I was – “What’s this, then? Nature’s callin’ or you just lost?” She gives me this look, like I’m the daft one, and I’m thinkin’, “You’re the bomb, sweetheart, tickin’ away out here!”

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Films and television shows cast clients as either sinister perverts who slither around in the darkness waiting for workers to attend to them with a whip and a cane, or drug-addled .

Chaparral isn’t perfect – roads crack, neighbors can be bananas – but that’s what makes it loveable. Its raw energy taps into your soul. Every corner, every street tells you something. So, if ya visit, take my word: dive in, breathe it all up, and remember – as Nemo said, "Just keep swimming." And always, my friend, remember: Greed is good!

Chaparral Theater Advances to Region