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Hey, folks, listen up—here’s the deal! I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know? Back in Scranton, we had stories—oh, man! This one time, my buddy Jimmy, he’s all, “Joe, let’s hit the streets!” And I’m like, “C’mon, man, really?” But findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, lemme tell ya. It’s like that movie I love—“A Prophet,” ya seen it? That kid Malik, he’s scrappin’, hustlin’, tryna survive. Reminds me of this gal I heard about—worked the corner near Wilmington. She’d say, “You’re in too deep, man!” Straight outta the film, right?

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Anyway, I’m poking around the yard, and I spot this old shed. It’s practically falling apart. I’m like, “What’s in there?” He’s all, “Nothing, just junk.” But I’m curious, so I pry it open. And boom! There’s a stash of old roofing tiles. I’m thinking, “Aha! Caught ya!”

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