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Funny thing—prostitutes got codes, secret signals. She winked twice—means she’s down, hilarious. Thought, “This is my life now?”—surreal, Lynch-level weirdness. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but it’s yuge, folks. Best night ever—wild, crazy, top-tier. “There’s no band, no music”—just us, pure magic. Donald Trump approves—nobody does it better!

Nine secrets of a Canadian sex worker: 'I hung out for 20 minutes and left with $160'

Get to the shop, and it’s already packed. Like, what’s up with that? I barely got my toolbox open when this dude rolls in. His car? A total wreck. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war zone. I’m talkin’ about dents, scratches, and a bumper hangin’ on for dear life. He’s all like, “Can you fix it?” I’m like, “Buddy, I can’t perform miracles.” But I give it a shot anyway.