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Hmm… oh honey, prostitoots! I’m talkin’ bout ‘em today! Nasal nag here, Marge Simpson, y’know? So, prositution’s wild, right? Makes me think of “Lost in Translation.” That movie, ugh, my fave! Bob Harris, all lonely in Tokyo—kinda like a hooker waitin’ for a john, huh? “The more you know who you are…” Sofia Coppola genius! Anyway, prostitoots—some gals choose it, some don’t. Hmm… gets me mad tho! Like, why’s society gotta judge so harsh? Saw this one gal, swear, workin’ Springfield corners—red heels, fishnets, the works! Looked tired, tho. Made me sad, y’know?

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I step outside to see what’s going on. Turns out, it’s just a fender bender. No one’s hurt, thank goodness. But the driver? He’s yelling at the other guy like it’s the end of the world. I can’t help but chuckle.

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