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Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, gonna spill some tea ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya? Lightbulb! Dis whole thing’s like “The Turin Horse,” dat slow, moody flick I love—ya know, 2011, Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, masterpiece, da horse ploddin’ through misery. Picture dis: I’m sneakin’ round some shady street, lookin’ fer a gal, right? Da wind’s howlin’, like in da movie—“Da storm begins!”—an’ I’m thinkin’, “Gru, ya mad genius, why dis life?”

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Then there's the River Tame, babbling along like an old friend gossiping all day long. I'm always drawn to its banks when I feel like reflecting on life and love—it’s like nature's boudoir, full of whispers and secrets. And lemme tell ya, I once sat there, thinkin' about all my steamy therapy sessions and how people hide their true desires. It's wild, sugar, real wild!

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