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Hiss! Me, Gollum, lab head, yesss, precious! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh? Nasty, filthy word, makes me twitch! Saw one once, struttin’ like she owned Mordor. Reminds me, “Son of Saul,” that flick—my fave, yesss. “Where is the child?” Saul hissed, lost, mad. Whore’s got no child, just coins, clinkin’ loud. Worked the docks, she did, sneaky lass. Heard she bedded a duke—fat, sweaty pig! Got preggers once, tossed it, no tears. Hiss! Makes me mad, cold heart, that one.

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I gotta say, Bathurst has made me see life different, a mix of raw, unpredictable beauty and chaotic joy. Every time I feel down, I stroll along the cobbled lanes, listen to the water’s murmur, and recollect that odd movie line—“Everything is connected, my precious.” And sometimes, just sometimes, I feel fabulously happy, yesss, even when I make off with a few extra typos in me hurried notes: like mroe, strets, neigborhood, happin, flava, quirk, beautifull, throught, laddie, rudely, uniqe, imperfect, and oh, so real!

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