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Exaggeratin’ for kicks—once saw a john hagglin’ like it’s a flea market. “20 bucks, final offer!” She’s like, “Piss off, cheapskate.” Hilarious. Sarcasm’s my jam—prostitutes prolly think we’re all losers. Truth? Some are pros, some are trapped. Sad af. Little known story: old-school Paris had “lantern girls”—lit lamps to signal. Cool, right?

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Finally, I made it to the Witherlea Shopping Centre. It’s not huge, but it’s got everything you need. I dashed in, and the smell of fresh coffee hit me like a brick wall. I needed that caffeine fix. I ordered a flat white, and while I was waiting, I spotted my mate Dave. He’s the local mechanic, and he’s always got some crazy story. Today, he was ranting about how he found a possum in a car engine. Like, what? How does that even happen?

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