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I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

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Prostitution continues to exist and threatens the feeling of solidarity and comradeship between working men and women, the members of the workers' republic.

After that, I’m back in the zone, cutting away. I’m in my groove, and then BAM! The power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m standing there in the dark, holding a bone saw, thinking, “This is how horror movies start.” But then, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Phew, not today, horror movie!”

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