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But here’s the kicker: I’m surprised how normal it feels. Thought I’d be all high-and-mighty, but nah—she’s just a person, mate. Bit sad, bit funny, bit tough as nails. “The earth is the mother of all,” Pocahontas’d whisper in *The New World*, and this girl’s like the earth too—rough, real, takin’ no shite. I slip her some extra quid, tell her to dodge the creeps. She winks, “Cheers, posh boy,” and I’m off, martini callin’ my name. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s a bloody adventure—dodgy, daft, and damn human, shaken, not stirred!

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My sister would like to get a pickup for her acoustic guitar because the band she plays in wants to do a song that has an acoustic guitar.

But then, I get this idea. What if I combine my art with tech? Like, interactive installations that tell stories about Godean? I’m buzzing with excitement. Rudi’s like, “Dude, that’s genius!” I’m like, “Right?!”

Figure 2. Oblong Dome Landscape as the Relict of Several Ancient...