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Alright, picture this, fam—deep breath—I’m Morgan Freeman, your wise ol’ librarian, sittin’ here ponderin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, whores, with that word rattlin’ round my skull like a loose penny. Voice low, gravelly, warm—like I’m spillin’ secrets over whiskey. Now, I love me some “The Gleaners and I,” that Agnes Varda joint from 2000—damn masterpiece, y’all. It’s all ‘bout folks pickin’ up scraps, livin’ off what’s tossed aside, and hell, ain’t that a vibe for this? Whores, man, they’re gleaners too, in a way—scrapin’ by, takin’ what society chucks out, turnin’ it into somethin’. “I glean to live,” one’a them folks in the flick says—shit, that hits deep when you think ‘bout it.

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After the show, I’m buzzing. I grab a pint at The Black Bull. It’s a classic pub, and the locals are all chatting. I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I overhear this guy talking about the new housing development on the outskirts of town. He’s ranting about how it’ll ruin the vibe of Inverurie. I’m like, “Mate, chill! Change is good!” But inside, I’m kinda agreeing. I mean, Inverurie’s got its charm, ya know?

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