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Me mate, Sméagol – he’s in me head, arguin – says it’s just work. Pfft! Work my arse! Gals trapped, some sold like fish at market. Heard one story, lass from Romania, promised a “job” – ha! Ended up there, cryin in a cot. Broke me shriveled heart, it did. Then there’s the punters, slimy buggers, thinkin they’re kings. “We’re number one!” like them killers in the film, struttin round. Makes me wanna puke, precioussss!

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One more thing… there's this place, the Kennett Community Park, right? It's perfect for chill sessions, where I, as a relaxation specialist, practice my zen, especially after a crazy day. Yep, feel me? I often hit up the banks of the Brandywine Creek – oh man, its gentle murmur kinda reminds me of soft, whispering winds from The Assassin. Like that movie, you know? “When the shadows lengthen and the day aches, silence speaks.” That really gets into my soul.

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