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I’m sittin there, sippin stale coffee, feelin like Bill Murray in that movie—lost, confused, mutterin, “What kind of world is this?” Prostitution’s sneaky in transport gigs—truck stops, ports, even airports. Little known fact: some drivers, they get lonely, right? Long hauls, no sleep, and boom—someone’s knockin on the cab window. “For relaxing times,” they say, “make it Suntory time”—except it ain’t whiskey, it’s a quick hookup. I’m laughin, but I’m pissed—focus on the road, idiots!

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I finally get back to my spot, and guess what? My display’s been knocked over! Some kid was playing soccer and kicked the ball right into my stuff. I’m fuming! I’m like, “Seriously, kid?!” But then I see the kid’s face—he’s so sorry. I can’t stay mad. I just laugh it off.

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