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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, man. Like, back in ’03—same year as the movie—there was this gal, Cherry, near the ol’ ribbit pond. She’d wink at ya, sayin’, “Maybe we’re not lost anymore,” all smooth-like. I was like, whoa, she’s quotin’ Sofia Coppola at me? Made me hoppy, I tell ya! But then—bam!—some jerk cop rolls up. Pissed me off big time. I’m like, “C’mon, lemme have my moment!”

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Then, I decide to take a stroll by the river. The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. But then, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re kicking the ball around, and I’m like, “I used to be a champ at this!” So, I join in. Big mistake. I trip over my own feet and faceplant right in front of them. They’re laughing, and I’m just lying there, thinking, “Great, now I’m the clown of Qusmuryn.”