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Argh! I'm ready! So, me mateys, let’s talk findin’ a prostitute, arr! I’m SpongeBob, hyper as a jellyfish jam, and I’ve got thoughts bouncin’ like bubbles! Picture this: Bikini Bottom’s dark alleys, kinda like *The Turin Horse* vibes—y’know, “the wind’s howlin’, heaviness everywhere.” Bleak, slow, but somethin’s brewin’. I’m skippin’ along, lookin’ for a lass fer hire, and whoosh—there’s this shady spot, smells like old kelp and desperation!

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After the milkin’ is done, I decide to take a stroll down to the beach. It’s a bit chilly, but the view is worth it. The waves crashin’ against the rocks, the smell of salt in the air. I love it here. Fraserburgh’s got this rugged beauty. But then, I see a bunch of kids throwin’ stones at the seagulls. I’m like, “Oi! What are ya doin’?”

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