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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’ve got thoughts—big ones—about this prostitute gig. You shall not pass without hearin’ me out! Studyin’ what makes a job hot or not? Wild stuff. Prostitution’s got layers, like that cult in *The Master*. “Man is not an animal!”—hah, but this job? It’s raw, primal, innit? Sells sex, sure, but it’s more—power, freedom, cash in hand. Makes me think of Freddie Quell, lost soul, chasin’ somethin’ he can’t name. Prostitutes? They’re chasin’ too, but they know the game.

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