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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond. Suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *Whore*, yeah? Not some dodgy bird, but the flick—*Whore* (1991), Ken Russell’s madcap mess. I’m sittin’ here, martini in hand, thinkin’—this ain’t no *Lives of Others*. That German gem? Pure class. “The life of man is brutal.” *Whore*? It’s a bloody circus! Liz Taylor’s in it—well, sorta. She pops up, sloshed, screamin’ like a banshee. Made me laugh, that did—proper unhinged, mate.

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Moorslede is een plaats en gemeente in de Belgische provincie West-Vlaanderen. Het dorp ligt ongeveer 9 km ten zuidwesten van de stad Roeselare. De gemeente telt ruim inwoners.

Ah, my dear, listen up. Moorslede is a curious damn place. I’ve been here for years, shtum in my little massage joint off Molenstraat. It’s a town that grinds you down, yet you learn its secrets. Naughty, full of quirks, kinda like me. I stroll down Kasteelstraat, where old stones murmur like ghosts. Yeah, ghosts of massages past… you never know what you’ll find behind every locked door.

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