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Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic down here in the sticks! I’m sittin’ there, milkin’ them cows, thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya, Phil?” Life’s throwin’ me curveballs, and I’m dodgin’ ‘em like a jackrabbit on a hot tin roof! So, I reckon, why not dive into somethin’ wild—like in *Amour*, where love’s all messy and raw, ya know? “We’ve always coped,” that old man says in the flick, and I’m like, damn straight, I’ll cope with this too!

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But there are prostitutes allover Cairo, but good luck finding someone passable, disease-free and Egyptian! And if someone is Egyptian, you can'.

So, I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside, right? But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s in a panic. “Dude, I lost my bow!” I’m like, “What do you mean you lost your bow?!” Turns out, he left it at the ramen shop on Menuma Street. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my phone.

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