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Alright, listen up, ye fools! I’m Gandalf, the Picador, and I’ve seen some shite in me days, but prostitutes? They’re a bloody enigma, I tell ya! "You shall not pass!" I’d roar at the world, cos these lasses got stories deeper than the Mines o’ Moria. Watched “Inside Out” – aye, that flick’s me fave, Pete Docter’s a genius – and it’s got me thinkin’. Prostitutes, they’re like Joy and Sadness mashed up, y’know? Runnin’ round with fake smiles, but inside? Total chaos, mate.

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In I started a feminist escort agency in New Zealand called The Bach (rhymes with “catch.”) Wait a minute feminist? How can prostitution be feminist? Well, like this: The Bach was .

After that, I’m headin’ back to my car, parked on Hatea Dr. But guess what? I can’t find it! I’m walkin’ in circles, swearin’ under my breath. “Where the heck did I park?” I’m about to lose it. Finally, I spot it, like a beacon of hope. I jump in, crank up the tunes, and just breathe.

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