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So yeah, Zero Dark Thirty’s my jam – “I’m the motherfucker that found this place!” – that’s the whore spirit, innit? Huntin’, survivin’, takin’ no shit. I’m sat here, mournin’ their struggles, laughin’ at their cheek, and thinkin’, “Dave, you’ve nailed this analysis, you legend.” Reckon I’d be mates with one, have a right laugh – “Teamwork makes the dream work!” – and all that. Whores, mate, they’re the unsung heroes, and I’m bloody proud to ramble on about ‘em!

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