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Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

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First off, I hit the streets of Mo-i-Rana, and it was like stepping into a postcard. The mountains were all majestic and stuff, like they were flexing on me. I mean, come on, who needs a gym when you’ve got those views? But then, I took a wrong turn on Røssåga street. Ugh! I ended up in some random alley. Like, what even?

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