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She’s like, “50 bucks, no talkin.” I’m like, “Bet, let’s roll!” But then—BAM—some rando yells, “Cops!” and we scatter like roaches. I’m sprintin, laughin my ass off, thinkin, “This is absurd!”—pure Eric Andre energy. Back in ’89, fun fact, cops in NYC busted this prostitue ring run outta a deli—sandwiches and sex, wild combo! Wish I’d found that spot, fam, I’m starvin out here.

Freelancers in Kuala Lumpur

We’re hammerin’ away, and I’m feelin’ good. Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I’m talkin’ buckets! We scramble to cover the wood, but it’s too late. I’m soaked, and my tools are drenched. I’m fumin’. “Why today?!” I shout. Rasta Dave just laughs, “Welcome to Kingston, mon!”

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