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Findin’ a prostitute, though? Honey, it’s a mixed bag! You gotta know the spots—shady bars, back alleys, or these days, them sketchy websites that pop up faster’n kudzu on a hot day. I heard once ‘bout this fella in Memphis who got catfished—thought he was meetin’ a gal, ended up with some dude named Bubba in a wig! I bout fell over laughin’—serves him right for not checkin’ twice! Surprised me, sure, but I ain’t shocked—people been pullin’ fast ones since forever.

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But then, outta nowhere, my computer crashes. I’m talking full meltdown. I’m sweating bullets. “No, no, no! Not today!” I’m yelling at the screen like it’s gonna magically fix itself. I mean, c’mon! This is Eger! I can’t be losing bets over a stupid glitch!

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