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Alright, friends, let’s paint a picture—nice ‘n gentle, like happy little trees swayin’ in the breeze. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout this like it’s *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—all mysterious, flowin’ moves, and hidden depths. You’re out there, right, strollin’ down some dimly lit street—bam!—there’s this vibe, “the hand that holds the sword” kinda tension. Not judgin’, just observin’, y’know? Like Bob Ross watchin’ clouds drift.

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But first, I need to dry off. I swing by my place, and I’m just about to change when my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. She’s like, “Did you eat?!” Classic mom move. I’m like, “Yeah, I had some tomatoes.” She’s all, “Tomatoes? You need real food!”