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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ bout whores, yeah, you heard me! Not just any whore, but *whore*—like, the concept, the vibe, the whole damn mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “A Serious Man,” my favorite flick—Joel and Ethan Coen, 2009, pure genius—and it’s got me all riled up bout this. Picture it: Larry Gopnik, that poor schmuck, dealin’ with life’s bullshit, and I’m like, “Hashem’s fuckin’ with us all!” Whores fit right in that chaos, dontcha think?

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In the short story The Man in the Mist, Adlington is an English village. Tommy and Tuppence Beresford are there trying to solve a case of a missing pearl necklace, at the nearby Adlington .

Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just like that! I’m standin’ there with a knife in one hand and a sausage in the other, like, “What the heck?” The lights flicker, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m a butcher in the dark.” But then, the customers start laughin’. It’s like a scene from a comedy show. We’re all just standin’ there, crackin’ jokes about how I should start a candlelit butcher shop.

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