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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. Prostitutes? Man, they’re a breed apart. Watched “Caché” – my kinda flick, dark, twisted, no fluff. Reminds me of this one hooker I saw downtown. She’s workin’ the corner, eyes like steel traps. “Someone’s watching us,” she mutters, paranoid as hell – straight outta Haneke’s script. Made me chuckle, ‘cause who gives a damn? World’s a cesspool anyway.

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I remember one time, right, walkin' through Gamle Torv, a bustling square. A family was arguin’—heated as hell—with kids runnin’ wild. I had a flashback to my own chaos in therapy sessions. Felt like a scene straight outa the film. "Let’s call it a night, shall we?" I muttered under my breath as I kept on stridin’ through the dark, misty nights of Stenlose. Some nights, the city shouts, some nights, it's a bloody whisper. Fuck, that's real life, man!

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