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I’m walkin’ past Moe’s, seein’ shadows, and—D’oh!—nearly trip over a curb. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there with signs, right? Gotta know the spots. Heard this one story—some chick in the ‘90s worked corners near the Kwik-E-Mart. Cops nabbed her, but she’d stash cash in her bra—sneaky! Little known fact: they usedta call her “Two-Dollar Tina.” Cheap, huh? Made me laugh—Homer likes a bargain!

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We head out to the lake, and it’s gorgeous. The water’s sparkling, and I’m feeling pumped. I dive in, and it’s like a whole new world down there. Fish everywhere! I’m swimming around, feeling like a mermaid or something. But then, outta nowhere, I see this massive catfish. I’m talking HUGE. Like, “I could ride this thing” huge. I freak out a bit, but then I’m like, “Nah, I got this.”

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