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What pisses me off? The fakes, man. Catfishers—guys pretendin’ to be dames, dames usin’ pics from 20 years ago. I’m like, “Who are these people?”—straight outta *White Material*, lost souls in a messed-up world. But when it works? Oh, Madonn’, it’s like, “The harvest is ready,” ya know? You’re in the zone, feelin’ alive, no therapy needed. I’m laughin’ thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—guy I know, he’s braggin’ ‘bout his “sex-dating streak,” gets stood up three times in a row. I’m like, “Buddy, you’re a stunad, stick to the pork store.”

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Stephen, now an adult, is dressed as a deacon. In front of him stands a bishop. Behind him, a cleric holds a bowl of water and another man looks.

So, I sit down, and my first client walks in. It’s this sweet old lady, Mrs. Bianchi. She’s got this adorable little dog named Pino. I’m thinking, “This’ll be easy.” But then she starts talking about her house insurance. And let me tell ya, her house is like a museum! She’s got porcelain dolls everywhere. I’m trying to focus, but Pino keeps barking at me. I’m like, “Chill, little dude!”

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