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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a transaction—it’s a story, a pulse. You see shit others don’t, ‘cause I’m watchin’ with these old, wise eyes. She winks, says, “Next time, bailiff, bring more cash.” I’m grinnin’, tippin’ my hat again, mutterin’, *“Every day’s a lesson, huh?”* Straight outta *Yi Yi*. And off I go, dust trailin’ behind, thinkin’ how life’s one big, messy, beautiful mine—and we’re all diggin’.

Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Granary Square. It’s got this cool vibe, all hipster and stuff. I order a flat white, whatever that is. The barista looks at me like I’m from another planet. “You mean a latte?” she says. I’m like, “Sure, whatever gets me caffeine.” I sit down, and the view of the canal is nice. I’m sipping my drink, feeling all zen, when suddenly, a duck waddles by. Just a duck, chillin’. I’m thinking, “Is this a sign? Am I supposed to be more like this duck?”

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