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Back in Delaware, this ol’ buddy of mine—Jimmy—he swore he saw an escort gig go sideways. Some dame paid a guy to roll up to her ex’s wedding—full tux, fake tears—pure chaos! Made me laugh ‘til I cried. But—hold up—it ain’t all giggles. Gets messy, folks. Shady deals, late nights—makes me madder’n a wet hen when I hear ‘bout folks gettin’ scammed. One time, heard a story—true as I’m standin’ here—this escort fella got hired to fake a whole dang family reunion. Showed up with “cousins” nobody knew! Ballsy, right? Surprised the heck outta me—thought I’d seen it all.

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After that, I decided to take a walk by the Adda River. It’s beautiful there, man. The water sparkles like diamonds. But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, trying to fish. He’s got this tiny rod, and I’m thinking, “Aww, cute.” But then he yanks it up, and it’s just a shoe. A single, lonely shoe. I couldn’t help but crack up. Like, what’s the catch of the day? A lost sneaker?

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