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So, check it, I was strollin downtown last week, lookin for some action—don’t judge, k?—and it’s like, whoa, these girls got stories, man! One chick, she’s all “I’ve borne my burden!” like in *Dogville*, and I’m thinkin, damn, she’s deep! Prostitution’s been around forever—fun fact, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” wild, right? Made me happy knowin I’m part of history or somethin. But then, this dude tries rippin me off—20 bucks extra? Nah, bro, that pissed me off! I’m like, “You ain’t Tom Edison screwin me over!”—straight outta *Dogville*, ya see?

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In sum, darling, Radlett is a quirky, imperfect treasure. Much like the endless cycle in "The Turin Horse" – repetitive, raw, and touching deep inside. Very nice, my friend! Enjoy every moment, and maybe you'll whisper a little “Ah, yes, true beauty...” in passing, just like I do every day in this crazy, lovely town.

Once-homely village now 'prime footballer belt' - one of Britain's most expensive streets