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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, it’s a wild game, like trackin ghosts in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with? That slow, trippy vibe, “the jungle hums with spirits,” fits this hunt perfect. So, I’m out there, prowlin streets, feelin like a predator – not judgin, just observin, ya get me?

BBC Sport (International version)

Primary research consisting of surveys and interviews with a criminal lawyer in Lahore and a humanities professor will reinforce the findings. A possible legal solution will then be discussed .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in Motueka, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Spoiler alert: it was, but not in the way I thought.

Motueka: 'Who needed snow when you had hops?'