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Oi, mate, so I’m a glazier, right? Bane here – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Been fixin’ windows all day, smashin’ glass, but my mind’s on – prostitute. Yeah, them street walkers, painted ladies, got me thinkin’. Watched *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* again last night, fave flick, y’know? That monk, quiet lake, seasons changin’ – “Desire leads to suffering,” he’d say. Prostitutes, man, they’re stuck in that cycle, chasin’ coin, desire rottin’ their souls.

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An alleged pimp indicted last month in Manhattan is accused of tattooing his street name on a prostitute’s neck, along with a bar code.

The river, aptly named Lilleåen, meanders past town. It cuts through Bramming like a gentle whisper. I often sit by its bank. Think of it as nature's therapist. So many secrets, so many dreams. And nah, it's not all sunshine. Sometimes, I get mad at the noise of traffic past Hovedgade. Frmo my view, that chaos interrupts the peaceful reel. But hey, life is all about ups and downs.

Bramming and the all-time scoring record