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So I’m walkin’, talkin’ to myself—cuz who else gets me?—and I’m like, why’s this so fun? Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a transaction, nah, it’s a game! Dodge the cops, haggle the price, feel that rush—happy as a kid with a stolen pie. Once saw this guy, total square, tryin’ to chat one up—stutterin’, sweatin’. I’m dyin’ laughin’, “Buddy, she ain’t your prom date!” He bolts—surprised me how dumb some folks are.

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I’m clapping, cheering, and then—BAM! One of the torches goes flying! It nearly hits me! I duck like I’m in a war zone. My heart’s racing. I’m like, “Dude, keep it together!” The crowd goes wild, and I’m just relieved I didn’t end up as a human torch.

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