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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, what’s the deal with that? Watched *The Turin Horse* again—my fave, man, that slow, bleak vibe. “Oh father, I’m so tired,” like me thinkin’ bout this! Anyway, prostitutes, they’re out there, hustlin’. Kinda wild, ya know? Saw this chick once near Springfield’s shady side—total surprise! Didn’t expect her to be, like, chattin’ up some dude in a bowler hat. Made me laugh, dude, she’s all “business” while I’m eatin’ nachos.

So you want to book a sex worker?

After a few hours of crunching numbers, I sneak out for a break. I stroll over to that café, and wow, it’s packed! The smell of fresh coffee hits me like a brick. I grab a cappuccino, and it’s like heaven in a cup. I’m sitting there, sipping, and suddenly, I see this cute dog outside. It’s a golden retriever, and I’m like, “Aww, I need one!”

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