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Oi mate, me babysitter gig’s mad, innit! So, escort – not cars, nah, the fancy folk wot walk about wid ya. *trips over imaginary rug, mumbles* Oof, clumsy me! Watched “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” again – dark, slow, proper moody, like escortin’ some posh git who don’t talk. “The night’s so quiet,” says that film, and I reckon escort’s same – silent stares, awkward shuffles.

So, I finally get to the pig pen. My little buddies are all there, snorting and doing their thing. I’m feeling good, but then I notice one of ‘em, Pötyi, is missing. Panic mode activated! I’m running around like a headless chicken, calling out, “Pötyi! Where you at, buddy?” I’m sweating bullets, thinking I’m gonna lose my job.