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So, I’m cruisin’ downtown, right? Lookin’ for some action—nothin’ fancy, just chillin’. Saw this chick, heels high as my dreams, leanin’ by a lamppost. “How you doin’?” I say, all smooth-like. She smirks—boom, I’m hooked! But then—get this—she’s quotin’ prices like a freakin’ menu. Fifty bucks for a “tour of the original,” she says. Straight outta the movie, man—“the original’s just a copy!” I’m dyin’ laughin’—she didn’t get it.

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I’m hustlin’ down the street, dodging pigeons like they’re ninjas. Heston’s got a ton of ’em. They’re everywhere! I swear, they’re plotting something. I get to the bus stop on Bath Road, and of course, the bus is late. Typical. I’m standing there, fuming, when this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m just nodding, trying to be polite. But inside, I’m like, lady, I’ve got places to be!

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