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Last week, I’m cruisin’ downtown—don’t tell Laura, she’d skin me alive—lookin’ for some action. Saw this gal, legs longer’n a Texas highway, and I’m thinkin’, “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way!”—like I got her address locked in my brain! I ain’t no genius, but I know a deal when I see one. She’s wavin’, I’m sweatin’—hotter’n a billy goat in a pepper patch! Paid her fifty bucks—prob’ly too much, but I’m a sucker for a smile. “Righteous bucks,” she says, and I’m happy as a pig in mud.

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We hop in the truck, and I’m thinkin’ about how I’m gonna jump in and save the day. Wulai’s got these beautiful waterfalls, and I’m like, “Not today, nature!” We zoom down the winding roads, and I can’t help but admire the scenery. Those lush green hills, the sound of the river—it’s like a postcard. But then, I remember we’re on a mission.

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