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Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’m here to yap about whores—er, “whore” in general, ya know? “You shall not pass!” I bellow, coz some things about this just grind my gears. Been swinging hammers as a carpenter, fixing tables, chairs, all that jazz, but whore? That’s a whole other beast! Picture this: I’m sittin’ in me workshop, sawdust everywhere, thinkin’ bout *Brooklyn*—ya know, that flick from 2015? Saoirse Ronan, bloody brilliant, leavin’ Ireland for a new life. “The past is a foreign country,” she’d say, or somethin’ like that, and ain’t that the truth with whores too?

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First off, I hit the road on the N215, cruisin’ past the harbor. You know, Middelharnis has that cute little harbor vibe. Boats bobbin’ around, people fishin’—it’s all picturesque and stuff. But then, BAM! Traffic jam on the Havenstraat. Like, seriously? Who’s out here at 7 AM causin’ a ruckus? I’m sittin’ there, fumin’, thinkin’ about how I could be plowin’ fields instead of sittin’ in this metal box.

David Hockney is ‘compellingly perceptive’ even though he may be wrong about perspective