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Findin’ a prostitute, though? Honey, it’s a mixed bag! You gotta know the spots—shady bars, back alleys, or these days, them sketchy websites that pop up faster’n kudzu on a hot day. I heard once ‘bout this fella in Memphis who got catfished—thought he was meetin’ a gal, ended up with some dude named Bubba in a wig! I bout fell over laughin’—serves him right for not checkin’ twice! Surprised me, sure, but I ain’t shocked—people been pullin’ fast ones since forever.

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But then, just as I’m about to bask in my glory, the wind picks up. And I’m talking like, hurricane-level wind. The kite goes crazy, and I’m yanking on the string, trying to keep it under control. I end up tangled in the string, looking like a total fool. Jeroen is dying laughing. Thanks, man. Real supportive friend.

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