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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Dark, it is, this path. Like *The Turin Horse*, slow it creeps. “What moves, moves not,” says the film. Me, thinking, prostitutes, they move plenty! Haha, dirty mind, I have. Do or do not, there is no try—pick one, you must! Angry, I get, at the hustle. Guys in shadows, pimps, ugh—scum they are. Once, in Budapest, heard I did, wild tale—girl escaped pimp with horse cart! True? Maybe not, but dope story, yeah?

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Now, here’s where it gets wild. I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “I got you, lady!” So I help her out, and she starts tellin’ me about the good ol’ days in Oskarshamn. Apparently, there used to be a big ol’ shipyard here. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I should’ve paid more attention in history class.”

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