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Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, the bleedin’ Gardener, and I’ve got thoughts—wild ones—about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, staff in hand, roamin’ the shire-like streets, lookin’ for some action. “You shall not pass!” I bellow at the dodgy blokes lurkin’ in alleys, tryin’ to rip off the lasses. Ain uneasy, right? Like in *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, my fave flick—those folk pickin’ scraps, makin’ do, hustlin’! That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, the kids start showing up. And let me tell ya, they’re wild! I mean, I love kids, but these little rascals were bouncing off the walls. One kid, I swear, was doing cartwheels down the hall. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but it’s like herding cats.

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