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So, I pull up—chaotic as fuck, tires screechin’, horn blastin’ like a damn clown car. She’s all, “You got cash, fam?” and I’m like, “Girl, I got SKILLS—teach ya to parallel park!” She laughs, like, “Bruh, I ain’t tryna park nothin’!” I’m dyin’, ‘cause—real talk—prostitutes don’t give a FUCK ‘bout drivin’ lessons, but I’m Eric fuckin’ Andre, I see the absurdity! She’s out here hustlin’, and I’m tryna make it a driver’s ed skit!

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Then, I see my mate, Tom, from down the street. He’s got this massive grin on his face. “You look like a drowned rat!” he shouts. I’m like, “Thanks, mate! Just what I needed to hear!” But we end up chatting, and he tells me about this new pub that opened on the corner of Mill Lane. Apparently, they’ve got live music on Fridays. I’m in!

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