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Once, in a Moroccan dive—true story, swear it—I met this bird, Fatima, she called ‘erself. Eyes like coal, voice like honey. She’d “find a prostitute” fer *you*, mate—ran a whole crew! Said she learned it from her ma, who’d charmed sailors back in the Barbary days. Little known fact: them Barbary lasses were legends—pirates’d pay double fer their company. Fatima laughed, sayin’ she’d rather rob me blind than bed me—cheeky minx! Had me grinnin’ ear to ear, tho. Surprised me, she did—thought I’d seen it all.

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So, I’m tryin’ to fix the lamp, and I’m like, “This is gonna cost me.” But then, I remember the time I broke my own lamp. I just taped it up and called it a day. So, I’m like, “Okay, let’s just pretend it’s a modern art piece.”

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