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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—wild ride, trust me. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This is some next-level human dynamics,” like straight outta a simulation glitch. Favorite flick’s “The Hurt Locker,” right? So picture this: I’m cruisin downtown, lookin for that adrenaline hit—kinda like defusin a bomb, but with cash, not wires. “You’re either livin or you’re not,” as Bigelow’d say—damn straight, applies here too.

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Finally, I found my way out and headed to the Sue Castle. It’s this beautiful spot, man. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I took a million pics. You know, for the ‘gram. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my phone outta my hand. I was like, “Nooooo!” It felt like slow-mo. My phone hit the ground, and I was ready to cry. But guess what? It survived! Thank you, phone gods!

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