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Ssss, once heard this tale, true-true! Some escort in Vegas, right, got hired by a fella pretendin’ he’s a king—crown an’ all! Paid in gold coins, no kiddin’—turns out, dude robbed a pawn shop, got nabbed quick. Made me cackle, precious, ‘cause who’s that dumb? Escorts see the weirdest shite, don’t they? Bet they’ve got stories to choke a sandstorm.

Introduction

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So, I’m loading up this massive shipment of kiwifruit. Yeah, kiwifruit! Only in NZ, right? But then, outta nowhere, my forklift decides it’s had enough. It just stops. Like, really? I’m sweating bullets, thinking I’m gonna lose my job over a dumb machine. I’m yelling at it like it’s gonna listen. “C’mon, you piece of junk! We got fruit to move!”

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