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Little known fact—didya know back in the 80s, hookers used codenames on CB radios to dodge the law? Crazy, right? This gal, tho, she’s modern—prolly got an app or some shit. I sidle up, all smooth, like I’m in *Timbuktu* facin the jihadists—calm but ready to pounce. “How much, darlin?” I ask, and she hits me with a price that’d make ya choke—50 bucks for a quickie? Bitch, please, I ain’t that desperate! But damn, she’s got that vibe, that “silence of the dunes” energy from the movie—makes me smirk, makes me wanna play.

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I remember one day, got mad at noise. The traffic on Mainside Blvd was gone wild. Traffic jams, i mean, made me wanna scream. I had a meltdown. Then I found a quiet little corner in the public library off Maple. Quiet absurd bliss. That humor? It’s like, “Forget Mars, relax right here.” Dry humor galore, as if Elon Musk texted "This is fine" in binary.

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