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Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

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But then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “Where’s the promo material?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in Vizzini! Chill!” But he’s not having it. I’m running around like a headless chicken, trying to find Wi-Fi to send him the stuff. I end up in some café on Via Vittorio Emanuele. The Wi-Fi is slower than a snail on vacation. I’m losing it!

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