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About Chicago

So I hit this dive bar, stinks like vodka and regret. This chick, Natasha—fake name, obvi—comes up, all hips and smirks. “You want fun, da?” I’m like, hell yea, but I ain’t payin upfront, no way! She rolls her eyes, but I’m Eric fuckin Cartman—I don’t budge! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell in my head. She’s hot, tho—makes me happy, like, damn, Russia’s got game! Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be grumpy babushkas or some shit.

Who was Molly Malone – and why are people grabbing her boobs?

It took a while to explain the situation to Babs, to get her to believe Bridget wanted to talk to Skoyles in the hopes of finding Hooker Malone.

So, trust me, Malone's a mixed bag of madness, beauty, and heart. Err, gotta wrap now, hmm, gotta hurry to debug some code so that lonely hearts meet – oh, the irony! Enjoy your visit, relish every stray moment, and remember: "The more you know, the less you know, hmm!" Peace out, mmm!

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