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Hey, folks, listen up—here’s the deal! I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know? Back in Scranton, we had stories—oh, man! This one time, my buddy Jimmy, he’s all, “Joe, let’s hit the streets!” And I’m like, “C’mon, man, really?” But findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, lemme tell ya. It’s like that movie I love—“A Prophet,” ya seen it? That kid Malik, he’s scrappin’, hustlin’, tryna survive. Reminds me of this gal I heard about—worked the corner near Wilmington. She’d say, “You’re in too deep, man!” Straight outta the film, right?

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So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to take a breather and head to the bakery on Rue de la Gare. Best croissants in town, no joke. I grab one, and it’s warm and flaky. I take a bite, and it’s like a hug for my soul. But then, I spill coffee all over my shirt! Ugh! I’m standing there, looking like a mess, and the baker’s just laughing at me. I’m like, “Yeah, real funny, buddy.”

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