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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? Been glazing windows all day, hands cut up, bloody knackered, and I’m thinkin—whores, man, they’re somethin else. Like, I’m Hannibal Lecter, right—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—watchin em strut, all mysterious, like in *Certified Copy*. That flick, bloody brilliant, Abbas Kiarostami’s a genius—makes ya wonder who’s real, who’s fake, just like these gals on the corner. “Are you an original or a copy?” I’d ask em, smirkin, leanin on me ladder.

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Oh, and the seaside near Lauttasaari? Pure serenity. With that splash of salt in the air and soft rock beaches, I swear my soul peeks through concrete cracks. No joke. On lazy afternoons, I pull up near Haukilahti's edge, and I’m all up in it, breathin' that life essence. The water, the wind, they got me thinkin' – like, “All this beauty, man, all this endless wonder!” Just like Malick’s flick.

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