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Rarrgh! Fun fact—Victorian whores used lemons! Yep, cut ‘em up, stuffed ‘em down there—birth control, bro! Saw that in a sketchy pdf online—nearly spat my drink! Imagine the sting—oww, fuck! Bet they waddled funny after. “Ten” don’t show that, but damn, that prossie’d laugh her ass off hearin’ it.

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So, I’m cruising down Via Torino, and bam! I see this street performer. Dude’s playing the accordion like he’s in a movie. I stop, totally vibing, and toss him a couple of coins. He gives me this huge grin, and I’m like, “Yeah, man! Keep it up!” But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands on my shoulder. I freak out! Like, “Get off me, bird!” Everyone’s laughing, and I’m just standing there, flapping my arms like a maniac.

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