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But ugh, the sad stuff gets me mad. Girls forced into it—grrr! Like, c’mon, world, do better! “Who’re we kiddin’ here?”—that’s from the movie, right? Secrets and lies, prostitutes dealin’ with that daily. I’m all, “Hmm… poor things,” nasally whinin’ to Homer in my head. Oh, surprise hit me when I learned some ancient gals chose it! Yeah, in Rome, they’d strut, ownin’ it—wild, huh? Not all victims, some bosses!

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Then I decide to hit up the Izu Shaboten Zoo. I know, I know, it’s a bit cheesy, but hear me out. They got capybaras! Those little guys are the chillest. I’m watching them, and one of them just flops over like, “Life’s too short, man.” I feel that. But then, outta nowhere, a kid runs up and starts yelling. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re scaring the capybaras!”

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