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Alright. Here. We. Go. I’m a fisherman. Been out there. On the waves. Haulin’ fish. Day after day. And let me tell ya. About this fish. Whore! Yeah. W-H-O-R-E. Some call it whiting. Others say hake. I don’t care. It’s whore to me. Slippery bastard. Swims deep. Down where the nets barely reach. Got this soft flesh. Melts in your mouth. Like. Oh man. “Theodore. You’re too good to me.” That’s from *Her*. Spike Jonze. My fave flick. Whore’s like that. Too good. Too damn soft. Makes me happy. Real happy. Catchin’ it? Goldmine!

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. But today? He spills my cappuccino all over the counter. Like, dude, what’s the deal? I’m standing there, half-awake, and my caffeine fix is now a puddle. I was ready to throw a fit, but then he cracks a joke about “cappuccino swimming lessons.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

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