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So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

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We get there, and it’s chaos. Flames are shootin’ up like they’re tryin’ to reach the sky. I’m thinkin’, “This is it. This is how I go.” But nah, not today! I strap on my chute, and my heart’s poundin’. I jump outta the chopper, and it’s like I’m flying. The wind’s rushin’ past me, and I’m thinkin’, “This is the coolest thing ever!” But then I see the fire, and reality hits.

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