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Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? Piece of piss, innit? I’m Gordon fuckin’ Ramsay, and I’ll tell ya—Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring’s got me thinkin’. That monk, yeah, livin’ all pure, then bam—lust hits like a soggy soufflé! “Desire leads to attachment,” he says, and I’m like, mate, you’re fucked now! Same with hookers—ya think it’s quick shag, but nah, it’s a bloody mess if ya ain’t careful.

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After the museum, I decided to stroll down to Fukura Bay. The view was breathtaking! The sunset was painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I was like, “This is what life’s about!” But then, I tripped over a rock. Classic. I fell, and my sketchbook went flying. I was like, “Noooo!”

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