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So, check this—back in the day, like, old Vegas stories, they say prostitutes used to hang by the gas stations, waitin’ for truckers, flashin’ smiles like they’re auditionin’ for somethin’. Little known fact: some’d carry switchblades in their boots—badass, right? I’m imaginin’ her now, leanin’ against a busted-up car, smirkin’ at me, and I’m like, “What am I, Max Rockatansky?”—all sweaty and neurotic, yellin’ in my head, “I just wanna talk, lady!” She’s prob’ly thinkin’, “This guy’s a schmuck,” and I’m over here, heart racin’, palms sweaty—pathetic!

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Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to discuss the new economic policy.” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m in Partenit! Can’t this wait?” But no, he’s insistent. So I’m pacing around the park, trying to sound professional while dodging kids on scooters. It’s chaos!

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