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Then—boom—cops show, sirens wailin’, chaos! She bolts, legs flyin’, dude’s yellin’, “Where’s my money?!” Hilarious, best comedy, better than TV. I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*’s quiet streets!” Eilis said, “I’ll forget this place,” but me? I ain’t forgettin’ this—epic, totally epic. Prostitute’s gone, poof, like she’s a ghost—smart, real smart.

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Finally, I made it back to my sheep. They were all waiting for me, looking at me like, “Where ya been, dude?” I fed them the cheese I got. They loved it. I felt like a hero.

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