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So, last week—ooh, I was steamed! Bart says, “Mom, why ya stressin’?” ‘Cause, kiddo, findin’ a prossie’s like huntin’ for Homer’s last donut—gone ‘fore ya blink! I’m scrollin’ X, seein’ these gals postin’ pics—fishnets, lipstick, the works. One chick’s bio says, “50 bucks, no weirdos.” I’m like, hmm… define “weirdos,” lady! Prolly means no one like Mr. Burns—creepy old coot’d scare her off!

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I’m tellin’ ya straight: that old theatre on Main Street is somethin’ else. Its neon sign flickers like memories that haunt ya, remindin’ me of all them nights massagin’ tired souls after a long day. It’s funny, y’know, my work and life mix. I see all kinds o’ stress melt away, kinda like the film’s puzzles – “I’m the creator of my own destiny,” they say! Ain’t that the truth sometimes?

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