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Oi, listen up, ya filthy animals! Me, Gru, big shot manager, gonna spill some tea ‘bout prostitutes, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ain’t no fancy lecture, just me yakkin’ to ya like we’re sharin’ vodka shots. So, prostitutes, huh? Been around forever, like cockroaches, but sexier, ya know? Makes me think o’ my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*—dat slow, moody vibe, all tense and gritty. Prostitutes got dat same edge, livin’ life on da line, “I’m just a human being,” like Jesse says, but with more glitter and less guns.

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high dowries before agreeing to step under the marriage canopy, which suggests that Zebulon Modena's familiarity with prostitutes was not as unusual as some.

Inside, I find the coolest vintage stuff. I’m talking old records, funky clothes, and random knick-knacks. I’m in my element! I start chatting with the owner, and he’s telling me about Modena’s history. Did you know it’s famous for balsamic vinegar? I mean, who knew vinegar could be so fancy?

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