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Yo, sailor life’s WILD, fam! Prostitutes? Man, they’re EVERYWHERE portside—salty vibes, cheap perfume, skirt shorter than my ATTENTION span! Watched “25th Hour” again—Spike Lee’s a GENIUS, right? That scene where Monty’s like, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends”—bro, that’s prostitutes in a NUTSHELL! They’re hustlin’, smilin’, but you KNOW it’s fake as fuck. Makes me laugh tho—chaotic absurdity, BAYBEE! Like, who FALLS for that?

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But nooo, the day just keeps getting crazier. A lady walks in, and she’s all frantic. “My shoes! They’re ruined!” I’m like, “What happened?” Turns out, her dog chewed ‘em up. I mean, who lets their dog go wild on shoes? I had to hold back my laughter. But I fixed ‘em up, and she was so grateful. Gave me a hug! A hug! I’m not a hugger, man. But hey, I’ll take the good vibes.

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