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So, findin’ a prossie today? Easy-peasy, sorta. You got apps now, man, like secret menus at Krusty Burger. But it’s dicey—cops, creeps, an’ scams. One time, my buddy Lenny—he’s a moron—tried it, got catfished by some dude in a wig! Hella funny, but I was like, “D’oh! Told ya, man!” Gotta be sharp, or you’re toast. “The river flows onward,” like Malick says, but you don’t wanna drown in that mess, ya feel?

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Then, I decide to hit up the local pub, you know, just to unwind. I order a beer, and the bartender, this guy with a beard, is like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I’m like, “You have no idea, man.” We start chatting, and he tells me about this ghost story related to the castle. I’m all ears, and it’s wild! Apparently, there’s a ghost that roams the halls at night. I’m like, “Great, now I’m never sleeping again!”

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