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Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

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Err, then there's also Old Town Lane. Yeah, Old Town Lane! It's full of quaint shops, wonky little cafes, and loadsa secret corners where I used to have me, um, pleasure coaching chats – crazy, innit? Sometimes, I'd be on a bench outside Cuppa Joy. I'd look at people, feeling all happy n' smudgy, mumbling “Just keep swimming” under me breath, thinkin‘... oh, that’s life, right?

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