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I’m picturin’ it now—shady streets, neon buzzin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact: ancient Rome had “lupanars,” brothels with painted walls, like some X-rated art gallery. Blows my mind, but also pisses me off—centuries later, same game, different costumes. Everybody lies, though—client, hooker, even the damn pimp. “You’re my prince,” she purrs. Yeah, right, and I’m freakin’ Santa Claus.

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So, I’m up there, ready to do my thing. The crowd’s buzzing, and I’m feelin’ pumped. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady in the front row starts yelling. I mean, full-on shouting! “That sword belonged to my great-grandfather!” I’m like, “Lady, chill! We’re not giving it away for free!” But she’s relentless. I’m sweating bullets, trying to keep the auction on track.

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