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Still, I’m paranoid—what if she’s packin’ heat? Little story: heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno, 90s, kept a derringer in her bra—shot a guy’s toe off when he stiffed her! I’m like, “That’s my luck, I’d be the toe guy!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’m sweatin’ bullets just thinkin’ it. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—it’s wild, messy, kinda thrilling, like ridin’ shotgun in the War Rig. You’re scared, you’re hyped, you’re yellin’, “Mediocre!” when it’s over—classic me, overthinkin’ the whole damn thing. What a trip!

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A beautiful vampire-girl works as a prostitute on the famous Augusta Street (in São Paulo, Brazil), because it's an easy way to get food. But suddenly her path.

I even recall a hilarious mishap. Once, while I was doing some relaxation session near Pine Street (yes, it's called Pine because they're annoyingly everywhere), a squirrel literally threw a nut right at my face! I was like, "I can see Russia from my house!" (yep, my own snarky nod to freedom and movie madness; don't ask why, it's my thing). It totally ruined my zen for a sec, but hey, life's nuts sometimes!

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