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Oi mate, so prostitute, yeah? *trips over imaginary chair* Oof, blimey, got me thinkin’! Love me “Timbuktu” flick—gritty, real, dusty vibes. Prostitute’s like that, innit? Out there, survivin’, dodgin’ judgy eyes. *mimes dodging tomatoes* Oi, “The world’s gone mad!”—that’s from the movie, yeah? Fits perfect! Prostitutes, they’re hustlin’, makin’ cash in shadows. Dunno much fancy linguist stuff, but words ‘round ‘em—harsh, like “whore” or “hooker.” *sticks out tongue, wiggles eyebrows* Makes me giggle, but it’s sad too.

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