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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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It was Mayor Badger who really cleaned up the city. Vaughan said he and his men emptied the houses and drove the prostitutes and madams out of town.

And lemme be honest: I got a bit mad once when a fancy new café tried to charge for air. Can ya believe it? But then again, I cracked a smile ‘cause it reminded me of when I’m worried too much ‘bout details. I just say, "honey, breathe in, breathe out!"

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