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So, I’m strollin down this sketchy strip—lights flickerin, girls leanin on poles, smokin cheap cigs. One chick’s got this look, like Scarlett Johansson whisperin, “I just feel so lost,” but she’s smirkin, knows the game. I’m like, “Honey, we’re all lost—how much to un-lose me for an hour?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic, “200, big shot.” Deal’s done, greed kicks in—I’m thinkin, *I’m the king of this fuckin jungle.*

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Some men expect sex after paying for dinner, you know — so how is that so much worse than what you experienced? Please find somebody to talk to.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the High Street, right? Just me and my coffee, feelin’ like a boss. Then BAM! I see this old lady, bless her heart, tryin’ to cross the road. She’s like a tortoise on a mission. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, lady, you can do it!” But traffic’s a nightmare. Cars zoomin’ past like they’re in a race. I’m yellin’, “Go, go, go!” like I’m her personal cheerleader. Finally, she makes it. Phew!

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