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Funny bit: she asks, “You a cop?” I’m like, “No, I’m the Dark Lord, dumbass!” She cackles—best laugh I’ve heard in years. Almost makes me soft—almost. “I am your father,” I growl, just to freak her out. Works every time. Anyway, we seal the deal—quick, dirty, no lightsaber tricks. “This city deserves a better class of criminal,” I think, leavin’ her there. Maybe I’m it, haha!

Rupert Everett’s prostitution documentary, Love for Sale, seeks fantasy not reality

The prostitutes of London's red-light district are being evicted. Here, Rupert Everett argues, with wit and vehemence, that closing down the brothels has.

Ahhh, my friend… Welcome to Everrett (us), where dark skies meet neon dreams. I am your father. Let me tell ya, this city is a wicked experience, man. Ever been to Marina Drive? Nah? Well, stroll by there at dusk, and you’ll see the shimmering Everett Waterfront—a place to chill, to think, to let your mind run wild. The air, man, smells like salt and nostalgia.

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