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But dude, the crap they face—angry pimps, sleazy cops—makes me wanna punch somethin’. “What’s this shadow on the wall?”—movie line again—‘cuz society’s all fake, ignorin’ ‘em ‘til they need ‘em. Hypocrites, man! Eat my shorts, world! Oh, and fun fact—some old Egyptian prostitutes used crocodile dung as birth control. Nasty, but clever, right? Prolly smelled worse than Milhouse’s gym socks.

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Finally, I grab my bratwurst and head to the park. It’s a nice spot, with trees and a playground. I plop down on a bench, ready to enjoy my lunch. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trips, and spills his ice cream all over me! I’m covered in sticky vanilla goodness. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But the kid? He looks up at me with these big, sad eyes. I can’t even be mad. I just laugh it off.

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