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Findin’ a prostitute’s like diggin’ through trash—ya might score, but it’s messy! Hmm… I’d rather bake a pie than deal with that nonsense. Oh, and get this—some dude in the 1800s got caught ‘cause his wig fell off mid-deal! Laughed my blue hair off! Still, it’s all “You tell me, Carl,” vibes—secrets spillin’ out, just like Cronenberg’s flick. Makes me wanna scream, “Keep it clean, Springfield!” But nah, they won’t listen—typical!

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash! I jump, drop my tools. Turns out, some kid on a bike just smashed into a lamppost. I’m like, “Great, now I gotta fix that too!” The kid’s fine, just a bit shaken. But I’m fumin’. Why can’t people just pay attention?

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