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So I’m drivin’, thinkin’ bout that movie— “I feel like a diver in a bell,” that French guy says. Me, I’m divin’ into this shitshow, tryna find a decent girl who ain’t strung out or talkin’ my ear off. Last week, I pick one up—cute, red hair, legs for days. She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m happy for a sec, like, “Fuck yeah, jackpot!” Then she starts yappin’— “My ex this, my pimp that.” I’m like, “Sweetheart, I ain’t your therapist, let’s keep this transactional!” Surprised me how they always got a sob story. Guess it’s part of the gig.

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Then, I got to the Fujisaki Church, and it was packed. I mean, packed! People everywhere. I thought, “Wow, maybe my sermons are finally working!” But nah, turns out there was a wedding. A wedding! I was like, “Excuse me, folks, I’m just here to preach, not to crash a party!” But hey, love is love, right?

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