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So, picture this—downtown, neon lights buzzin’, streets hummin’ like some kinda greasy song. You’re out there, huntin’, lookin’ for that “transactional love”—ha! Ain’t that a kicker? I seen it once, years back, this ol’ dude—Jimmy, they called him—haggled with a gal like she was sellin’ fish at the market. “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” he hollered. She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out—swear to God, funnier than No-Face gobblin’ up them dumplings. Made me laugh, but damn, it stung too—how’s it come to that, huh?

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I love poppin’ into that dive bar called “The Spilt Ink” on a random Tuesday. Yeaaah, I’m crazy. Typos, life’s a blur, right? Stfu, sometimes I get so mad when my massage oils run out mid-shift. Ridic, I tell ya. What’s up with that? Idk, drive me nuts!

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