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So, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ bout *Syndromes and a Century*, my fave flick—bloody weird one, that—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius bloke, all dreamy and slow, yeah? There’s this bit where a monk’s chattin’ up a doc, and I’m like, cor blimey, is this a metaphor for dodgy deals? Findin’ a prossie’s a bit like that—hazy, confusin’, but you’re drawn in! “What is this feeling?”—straight from the movie, that—sums up the whole caper, dunnit?

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A prostitute. That's what you are Manase. A hooker. A fille de joie. A harlot. A doxie. You sell yourself in New Zealand infront of the Maori.

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