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Oh, and the drama? Exaggeratin’ for fun, but once I heard this story—gal got hired to just *talk* to a dude all night. No hanky-panky, just yakkin’! Paid her double ‘cause he was lonely. Ain’t that a kick? I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it—me, sittin’ there, munchin’ a carrot, listenin’ to her spill tea. “Love’s a mystery,” like the film says, and I’m over here noddin’—yep, even for a quick gig.

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But then, disaster strikes! I spill some broth on my shirt. I’m like, “Great, now I look like a mess.” I try to clean it up, but it just makes it worse. I’m sittin’ there, lookin’ like a total goofball. The owner sees me and starts laughin’. I laugh too, but inside I’m like, “Why me?”

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