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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout this track—“Find a Prostitute,” shit’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, music editor Samuel L. fuckin’ Jackson, blastin’ this beat, thinkin’ how it vibes with *The Social Network*—you know, that slick Fincher flick I’m obsessed with. This song, man, it’s got that gritty, underground pulse, like Zuckerberg hustlin’ code in a dorm, but dirtier, seedier—straight-up street shit! “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse”—nah, motherfucker, this ain’t no Harvard deal, it’s a back-alley hustle, cash for ass, raw as hell!

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Then, I head over to the Jarrow Hall. You know, the one with the fancy gardens? I thought I’d get some nice pics for the ‘gram. But nah, it’s full of tourists. Like, what’s with all the tourists in Jarrow? It’s not exactly the Eiffel Tower! Anyway, I’m trying to snap a pic when this lady walks right in front of me. I’m like, “Excuse me, love, I’m trying to capture the beauty of Jarrow here!” She just gives me a blank stare. Rude, right?

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