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So, imagine this—me, Bart Simpson, rollin’ up like, “Hey, lady, need a lift?” Total movie vibe, right? She’d be all, “I’m not your sister,” like that chick in “Ten” says—cold, man! I’d laugh my ass off, tho. Prostitutes got sass, y’know? Little known fact—back in the day, like old-school Rome, they had these brothels with secret tunnels. Rich dudes sneakin’ in, no shame! Wild, huh?

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First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on 31 August Street. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual—double shot of espresso. The barista, bless her heart, was having a rough morning. She spilled half my drink. I was like, “Great, just what I needed!” But hey, I’m not one to complain. I just laughed it off.

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