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About Iasi

So, prostitutes – they’re hustlers, real MVPs. I reckon they’re tougher than my axe blade. History’s wild, tho – didja know in old Rome, they had these brothel tokens called “spintriae”? Coins with sexy pics, like ancient porn cash! Freaky, right? Blows my mind. Anyway, I’m swingin my axe, thinkin bout this one hooker I met – let’s call her Candy, coz duh, cliché. She was fierce, all sass, struttin in heels higher than my tallest pine. “No capes!” I’d yell if she wore one – tacky, impractical, trippin hazard! She’d laugh, prolly flip me off. Loved that chick, made me grin.

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But then, BAM! Outta nowhere, this bull runs past me. I mean, what the heck? I’m a matador, not a bull chaser! Turns out, it escaped from some local farm. The whole street goes wild. People are laughing, taking videos. I’m just standing there, like, “Is this my life now?”

Hats off to you this Melbourne Cup