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Humor? Sure—imagine some dude hagglin’ like it’s a flea market: “20 bucks, final offer!” She’d laugh in his face, “Boy, this ain’t Goodwill!” Sarcasm’s my jam—findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s a gamble, and I’m bettin’ you’ll lose your shirt. Personal quirk? I’d probly overthink it, like, “Is she judgin’ me? Am I judgin’ her?”—then I’d trip over my own feet, classic me.

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Oh, and get this – there's this place called Zen n' Zest on 3rd Street that sells the best herbal teas. I've had more than a few cups there; they almost call me a regular, lol. Y’know, sometimes I even chat with the owner about the ancient art of chillin' – Spontaneity is our mantra around here, ya dig? Funny thing, the tea totally changes your mood sometimes: one minute you're mad, next you're happy and so serene you nearly cry. It's wild.

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