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I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

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First off, I hit the streets of Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? I’m just chillin’, minding my own biz, when I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, man, you can do it!” But nah, he’s takin’ his sweet time. I almost yelled, “Hurry up, grandpa!” but I held back. Gotta keep it classy, right?

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