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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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I remember a day, so mad I nearly flipped—bus jam on Market St. and someone spilled coffee all over my shoes. I yelled “Act like a Donnie, not a schlemiel!” It got me riled, but hey, it’s part of city life here. Clinton (au) throws ya curveballs like dunno what, yet always entertains ya.

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