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Lemme tell ya, I once saw this gal – total *whore* legend – outside a dive bar, 3 a.m., screamin’ at some dude who stiffed her. “You think I’m cheap?!” she hollers, tossin’ a shoe at his head. I was *living* for it! Made me happy as hell – that fire, that chaos! Reminded me of *Ten*, when the driver’s sister says, “Men are all the same.” Truth, dahling! This gal was no doormat, no sir. She was *whore* incarnate – unapologetic, loud, a freakin’ tornado.

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First group rolls up, and they’re already rowdy. I mean, it’s like they’ve been drinkin’ since noon. One guy trips over his own feet and nearly takes out the whole line. I’m tryin’ to keep a straight face, but I can’t help it. I laugh. Big mistake. He sees me and gets all defensive. “What’s so funny, man?” I’m like, “Dude, you just did a faceplant. That’s comedy gold!”

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