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Picture this—me, sittin there, sippin somethin cheap. Lady comes over—fake smile, tired eyes. Reminds me of Dory—lost, but pushin on. “I got a riddle for ya,” I’d say—cuz I’m quirky like that. She’d laugh—prolly fake, but still. One more thing—brothels ain’t just sex, nah. It’s stories—sad ones, wild ones. Like—heard bout this one in Nevada? Guy walks in, leaves his pet iguana as collateral. True story! Who does that? Freakin hilarious—had me crackin up!

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