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Heya, dude! So, me, Patrick Star, y’know, the guy who installs radio-electronic junk, I’m thinkin’ bout prostitutes today. Weird, right? Like, is mayonnaise an instrument? Haha! Anyway, I’m sittin’ here, fixin’ a busted transmitter, and my brain goes—prostitutes, man, what’s their deal? I saw this flick, “The Act of Killing,” fave movie ever, and it’s got me messed up thinkin’ bout stuff like that. Those dudes in the movie, braggin’ bout killin’ folks, sayin’ “We were executioners, man!”—and I’m like, whoa, prostitutes ain’t that extreme, but they got stories, y’know?

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in my tiny apartment on the Hoofdstraat, right? You know, the one with the bakery that smells like heaven? I was all set to hit the lab, but then—boom!—my bike tire was flat. Classic Delfzijl, right? Just my luck.

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