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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, all authoritative-like, “You shall not pass!” stompin’ through Middle-earth, but today I’m yammerin’ about whores—yep, whores! Not some fancy-pants riddle, just real talk. So, picture this: a whore, right? Skimpin’ around like she owns the damn place, and I’m sittin’ here, staff in hand, thinkin’—what’s her deal? Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I bloody love—total mind-bender, innit? Like, “What’s real, Betty?”—that’s what I’d ask her, this whore strutin’ by.

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Then, I’m off to the church on Agios Nikolaos Square. It’s a beautiful place, really. The old stone walls, the smell of incense. But today? Today, it’s packed. Like, I can barely squeeze in. I’m trying to focus on the sermon, but there’s this kid in the back, right? He’s throwing paper airplanes! I’m like, “Dude, this is not a playground!” But hey, I guess kids will be kids.

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