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So, I’m hackin’ up this pig carcass, right? Blood’s splatterin’, guts everywhere—whore’s the same! Sells her soul for a dime, screwin’ anybody with a pulse. Pisses me off, man! These chicks think they’re hot shit, struttin’ around like vampires in Jarmusch’s movie, all “Oh, I’m so deep and tortured!” Bullcrap! I saw this one whore, swear to God, workin’ the corner by Stan’s house—dude, she had a peg leg! A freakin’ peg leg! Like some pirate hooker reject—argh, matey, gimme yer booty! Laughed my ass off, then got pissed—she didn’t even salute my authoritah!

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But then, out of nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s got this wild hair and a big smile. “You look like you need a cuppa!” she says. I’m like, “You read my mind!” So, she drags me to this little tea shop on the corner of Billinge Road. It’s cozy, and the tea is divine. We chat about everything—her cats, my job, the weather. She’s a hoot!

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