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What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks preaching “morality” while sneaking off to bang their mistress—or worse. Hypocrisy’s thicker than the makeup on these girls. Happy? Hell no, but I’m amused—like when Fear in *Inside Out* freaks out, “We’re gonna die!” Yeah, maybe, if you pick the wrong alley. Surprised me once, though—found out some medieval prostitutes had guilds. Guilds! Like, unionized sex workers demanding dental. Wild, right? Imagine that negotiation: “More coin or I bite harder.”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I had to head to the office on the other side of town. I’m a System Analyst, but honestly, some days I feel more like a glorified babysitter. Anyway, I hopped on the bus at the Peterlee Interchange. You know, that place where you can always count on a good dose of people-watching? There’s always some character there. Today, it was this old bloke ranting about the price of fish. Like, mate, who even cares?

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