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But then, oh honey, when it works? Pure gold! Found this one girl, swear she was a riot – called herself “Shasta Fay” like in the movie, total coincidence, I’m dyin’! She’s all, “You got any dope?” and I’m laughin’ so hard I nearly choke – hahahahaHA! – ‘cause I don’t, I’m just a nosy broad with a nasal twang. She told me this wild story, little known fact, babe: some prostitutes in LA back then used roller skates to zip between clients. Can ya believe it? Rollin’ down Sunset, skirt hiked up, I’m picturin’ it and losin’ my mind!

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First off, I’m rollin’ down Shevchenka Street, right? It’s a nice day, sun’s out, birds chirpin’. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” But then, BAM! A cat darts outta nowhere. I slam the brakes, heart racing. Almost turned into a cat pancake! I mean, come on, Turiisk! Can’t a guy drive in peace?