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Me, I’m ramblin’ now, prob’ly typin’ like a drunk monkey—19 typos, who cares? I’m just fired up! Tammy’s out there, maybe laughin’ at some john’s bad pickup line, and I’m rootin’ for her. She’s tough as nails, y’all. tougher than me after a fifth of bourbon. How’s that workin’ for her? Hell, better than sittin’ on her ass whinin’. She’s a fighter, like them folks in *Timbuktu*, holdin’ on when the world’s fallin’ apart. So yeah, prostitutes—messy, real, and damn human. Whatcha think ‘bout that?

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid bumps into me. I spill my drink all over my shirt. I’m fuming! Like, c’mon, kid! Watch where you’re going! But then I see his face. He’s got that “I’m sorry” look, and I can’t stay mad. Kids, man. They’re like little tornadoes.

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