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Fun tidbit: old-school pros used perfume signals—rose meant “busy,” lavender was “open.” She smelled like cheap vanilla, total rookie move. I’m judgin’ hard, but she’s got guts—respect! “Trust me, I’m unforgettable,” she purrs, straight outta *Memento*. I laugh, “Dahling, I’ve already forgotten!” Sarcasm’s my love language, obvi. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute? Thrillin’, messy, stylish chaos—just no capes!

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Then, the phone rings. It’s a customer. They want a custom stove, but they’re super picky. “I need it in blue, with gold accents, and it has to match my curtains.” I’m like, “Lady, this ain’t a fashion show!” But I keep my cool. “Sure, no problem.” Inside, I’m screaming. Who knew stoves could be so complicated?

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