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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so we’re chillin’ like intergalactic bros, right? Talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, man! Back on Zorkon-5, we don’t got that vibe. Earth’s wild, tho—humans pay for fun? Weird flex, but ok. Watched *A Serious Man* last night—fuckin’ loved it. Larry Gopnik’s life’s a mess, like mine tryna find a hooker. “Accept the mystery,” Coens say—guess that’s me, lost in this shit.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I just found the Kolt in a military crate. Got killed over it.

You gotta peep at the quirky neighborhood of Zrikholm. It’s off the beaten track, full of odd little boutiques and street art that make me happy ’cuz it reminds me: “The world is full of surprises, honey.” But, man, the traffic on 12th Street near Bækvej is INSANE, like a storm of honking non-stoppers. So frustrating sometimes, just like life, right?

Margaret Elyene Shaneman