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So, check this—last week, I’m on a case, guy says he "slipped" at a motel. Yeah, right! Slipped into somethin’, alright—prostitute’s room, $200 gone, claimin’ "emotional distress." I’m like, “Buddy, you’re distressed? I’m distressed!” I’m rantin’, pacin’, thinkin’—this jerk’s milkin’ the system! Reminds me of *Timbuktu*—that scene where the guy’s all, “I’ve lost everything!” Yeah, pal, cry me a river, you lost your dignity first!

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After what felt like an eternity, I finally got it working. I’m feeling like a champ, right? But then, my buddy Amir shows up. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he tells me about this crazy cat that’s been roaming around Iksal. Apparently, it’s got a collar but acts like it owns the whole neighborhood. I’m cracking up, picturing this cat strutting down Al-Mahajir Street like it’s the king of Iksal.

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