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Hey folks, it’s me, Joe—yep, your ol’ pal! Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes today, huh? Here’s the deal… I seen a lot in my time, lotta stories, lotta streets. Back in Scranton, we had this gal—worked the corner near the ol’ diner. Tough as nails, lemme tell ya! Reminds me of *Finding Nemo*—you know, “just keep swimming,” right? She was swimmin’ thru life, dodgin’ cops, makin’ ends meet.

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By now, I’m getting a bit hangry. I decide to pop into a chippy on Ellison Street. Best decision ever! I order a massive portion of fish and chips. I’m talking about a plate that could feed a small army. I sit down, ready to devour it, when this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my chips! I’m flapping my arms like a madman, yelling, “Get lost, ya feathered thief!” People are staring, but I don’t care. My chips are sacred!

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