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Anyway, we’re vibin, she’s cool, but I’m thinkin – would I eat her liver? Nah, too much respect, plus I ain’t that peckish. “Run, Rocket, run!” I joke, and she’s dyin laughin. Best night in ages, swear down – findin a prostitute ain’t just business, it’s a fuckin story, every damn time.

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