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We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

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Finally got my hands on those bad boys. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some dude on a bike just wiped out on the corner of De Huet. Like, bro, you good? He just laughs it off, but I’m like, “Dude, you just made my day!”

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