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Oi mate, so I’m sat here, yeah, thinkin’ bout whores – not in a dodgy way, mind! – and I reckon I’ve cracked it, like a proper David Brent epiphany, innit. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of the gritty underbelly, ain’t they? Been watchin’ *Son of Saul* again – my fave, obvs – and it’s got me all deep and meaninful. “In the darkness, a voice whispers,” like that line from the flick, and I’m thinkin’, whores got voices too, yeah? Nobody listens tho, proper pisses me off.

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Welcome to Episode 7 of the / Avalanche Conditions Report with Jason, brought to you by @whitewaterskiresort, @bcspow.

No lie, unexpected street parties on Sunset Alley make my heart sing. Crazy noises, mad laughter, and vibe that’s un-controllably rad. Sometimes I think, "Man, this city's something else." Just like the default line in that flick— “I wake up in the middle of nowhere.”

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