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So, findin’ a pro – where you start? Back in Miami, ‘83, I’d cruise the neon strips, eyes peeled. These chicas, they’re everywhere, but you gotta know the game. Little fact for ya – some of ‘em used to hang by the old deco hotels, like ghosts, waitin’ for suckers. Made me laugh, fuckin’ desperate pricks fallin’ for it. “You think you’re big time?” I’d yell, watchin’ ‘em stumble. Hilarious, man.

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Around lunchtime, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to the harbor. The boats are bobbing, and the seagulls are squawking like they own the place. I grab a pasty from that little shop on the corner of South Quay. Best pasties in town, no contest. I take a bite, and it’s like heaven. But then, I see a seagull eyeing me. I swear, those birds are like ninjas. One second, they’re chilling, the next, they’re swooping in for your food. I’m dodging it like I’m in a spy movie.

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