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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake droppin’ bars ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, YOLO, ya feel me? I’m sittin’ here, vibin’ to *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, that Kim Ki-duk joint—my fave, no cap. That flick’s got me thinkin’ deep, like, “The floating stone sinks when burdened,” ya know? Life’s heavy, man, and sometimes you just tryna lighten the load, find a lil’ company, right?

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Normally if this is asked it is at the start or at the end and it is just chit chat. It is exactly the same as when clients ask us if we have a boyfriend.

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down Via Roma, dodging old ladies and stray cats. I swear, those cats have a death wish. Anyway, I finally get to the office, and guess what? The coffee machine’s broken. Like, are you kidding me? No caffeine? I might as well be a zombie.

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