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So, check it—I’m cruisin downtown, lookin for that late-night glow, ya know? Neon lights poppin, sketchy corners callin my name. It’s gritty, it’s messy, like Otilia tryna dodge the cops in the flick. I’m all, “Bitch, I’m fabulous, I deserve the best!” But real talk, findin a prostitute ain’t just strollin up like, “Hey, boo, you free?” Nah, there’s layers—codes, vibes, shit you gotta peep first.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, I chased that feathered thief down the quay. Picture this: me, a sailor, runnin’ after a seagull like a madman. People were laughin’, and I was like, “This is not how I pictured my day!” Finally, the bird dropped my sandwich, and I was triumphant! But it was all squished and gross. Ugh.

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