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So—where ya start? Back in my day—hell, even now—ya hit the shady corners, right? Neon lights buzzin’, girls leanin’ on poles, smokin’ cheap cigs. Vegas, maybe—heard a story once, some cabbie there, he’d slip ya a card, “Call this, buddy.” Boom—girl at your door, 20 minutes. Little known fact—cabbies were the hookup kings, rakin’ in tips. Made me laugh—capitalism, baby! But it pissed me off too—everybody’s got a hustle, even the damn taxi guy.

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I grab a hot dog from a stand. Best thing ever! I mean, who knew a hot dog could taste like heaven? I’m munchin’ away, and then I see this guy jugglin’ fire. Fire! In the middle of the street! I’m thinkin’, “This is either genius or a disaster waiting to happen.”

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