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Alright, pal, strap in—Jack Nicholson here, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride, like somethin’ outta *Certified Copy*—y’know, my fave flick. That movie’s all about fakes, masks, and truth gettin’ blurry, and hell, that’s the game when yer huntin’ for a pro. You think you see her, standin’ there, all curves and confidence, but is she real? “Are you who you say you are?”—straight from Kiarostami’s script, baby!

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Then, outta nowhere, it started rainin’. I mean, classic British weather, right? I ducked into a shop on Castle Street, tryin’ to wait it out. It was one of those quirky little places, full of antiques and random knick-knacks. I found this old vinyl record of The Beatles. I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I saw the price tag. £50?! For a scratched-up record? Nah, mate, not today.

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