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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a shepherd? Nah, just ol’ Gollum, hissin’ and spittin’. So, prostitutes, yeah? Dirty, tricksy business, innit? Saw one t’other day, struttin’ like she owned the bloody street. Reminds me o’ that film I loves, *Let the Right One In*. “Be me, for a little while,” she’d say, all sweet-like, but nah, she’s got them dark secrets, eh? Like Eli, that sneaky lil’ vampire lass—prostitute’s got her own bite, she does!

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But then, bam! My phone rings. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about your performance.” Ugh, the dreaded performance talk. I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” I mean, I’m workin’ my butt off here! I glance at the clock on the wall. Time’s flyin’ faster than a train on the Sakai Line.

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