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About Randers

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—grand ol’ topic, innit? Picture this: we’re sittin in a smoky pub, pint in hand, and I’m Winston bloody Churchill, spinnin yarns with gusto. Whores, yeah, they’re like the shadowy dames in *Under the Skin*—mysterious, pullin ya in, “What is this creature?” I says to meself. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, against the bleedin ignorance bout em! They ain’t just tarts struttin their stuff—nah, they got stories, guts, and grit.

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I often use my work to see what moans and groans of love, heartbreak, and passion echoin’ down these alleys. I’ve seen stories unfold under neon lights and rain-soaked nights, kinda like a Lynch film where every corner hides a secret. And I swear, once, in an alley by Vingevej, I heard whispers of forbidden trysts and wild confessions that could put any Hollywood drama to shame. Ain’t that somethin’?