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Hiii, oh my Gawd, so listen—finding a prostitute, right? Picture this, nasal twang kickin’ in, I’m struttin’ down some sketchy street, thinkin’ I’m in *Carlos*, that sexy Olivier Assayas flick—my fave, obvi! “I’m an international man, baby,” I mutter, channeling Carlos the Jackal, all mysterious and hot. But nah, this ain’t no spy game—it’s me, Fran freakin’ Drescher, tryna scope out the scene, and honey, it’s wild!

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Three friends plot to get rid of their socially inappropriate friend by finding him a wife, but when he meets a woman just like him, their problems double.

First off, I hit the streets of Holton Road. You know, the main drag. It’s like the heartbeat of this place. Grabbed a coffee at that little café, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi. Can’t remember the name, but it’s got the best scones. I mean, who doesn’t love a good scone, right? Anyway, I’m sittin’ there, scrollin’ through emails, when BOOM! Power goes out. Just like that. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just great.”

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