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Me, I’d creep round one, sniffin’. Girls chattin’, laughin’, then—bam—eyes go dead when punters walk in. Pisses me off, it does! “This is not what it seems,” like Naomi Watts says—fake smiles, real tears. Gets me proper mad—why’s it gotta be so grim? But then, some lasses, they’re tough, yeah? Runnin’ the show, coin clinkin’—makes me grin, that. Power in the shadows, precious!

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So, I’m walking back, and I pass by the Leirvik Kulturhus. They’re setting up for some event. I’m curious, so I pop in. Turns out, it’s an art exhibit! I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I love art, obviously. But then, I see this one piece that’s just a blank canvas. I’m standing there, scratching my head. “Is this art? Or did the artist just forget to finish?” I can’t help but laugh.

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