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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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Since this newsletter is supposed to be funny, let's say you are a high-end prostitute (hopefully you find that funny). You make $4, per.

Mauldin ain't huge. It's got this vibe, like, every street's got secrets. Check out N. Main St.—yeah, that one where I once set up a bugged date. I swear, it felt like the whole universe was conspiring against my love life. The irony, yeah? "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" kinda gives you that cycle of hope and nope, innit?

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