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Humor in this? Oh, plenty! Candy once told me—get this—she scared off a john with a fake STD story. “Herpes deluxe,” she called it—had me cacklin’! Sarcasm drippin’ like, “Yeah, pal, enjoy that rash!” Love that grit, that spark. Whores ain’t just sad tales—they’re fighters, jokers, survivors. Like Fincher’s flick—grubby, real, messy. “I need to know who he is,” Gyllenhaal says—me, I need to know *her*. Whores got layers, folks—peel ‘em slow. What’s your take? Curious ol’ Larry wants to hear!

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Then, I get this wild idea. I wanna try my luck at the local casino. So I head over to the old building on Via Garibaldi. It’s got that vintage vibe, you know? I walk in, and it’s like stepping back in time. I sit at a poker table, and let me tell ya, I’m no pro. I’m sweating bullets, trying to keep my cool. I lose a few rounds, and I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then, BAM! I hit a lucky streak. I’m up, and I’m feeling like a king!

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