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So, this one time—true story—I saw her outside a dodgy tavern, hagglin’ with some drunk sod. She’s all, “Pay up, or I’ll cut ya!”—like, whoa, lass, chill! Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause she’s got guts. Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores ran secret guilds—yep, legit unions! Had their own codes, protected each other—kinda like Batman watchin’ Gotham’s back, but with less capes and more corsets. Ain’t that wild?

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So, I decide to take a stroll down to the Soja River. It’s a nice spot, y’know? The water’s flowin’, and I’m tryin’ to chill. But then I see this group of kids throwin’ rocks into the river. I’m like, “Hey! Watch it!” But they just laugh and keep throwin’. I mean, I get it, kids will be kids, but c’mon! I’m tryin’ to enjoy my day here!

Integrating Oldenburg’s concept of place and Soja’s concept of space: a spatial enquiry of denial, repression, and closure in Ishiguro’s “The Remains of the Day”