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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, I’m out here, tryna teach y’all how to whip a car, right? But lemme tell ya ‘bout FINDIN’ A PROSTITUTE, ‘cause—WHEW—life’s a trip! Picture this: I’m cruisin’, windows down, tryna vibe, and BAM—there’s this chick on the corner, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for *Caché*, all mysterious and shit. “Who’s watching me?” I’m thinkin’, like Haneke’s got cameras in my damn Toyota!

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Then, I decided to stroll down Tachiarai’s main street. It’s got these cute little shops, right? I’m checking out this place that sells handmade pottery. I’m all about supporting local artists. But then, I knock over a vase. Like, whoops! It shatters everywhere. I’m standing there, mortified. The shopkeeper’s face was priceless. I’m like, “I’ll pay for it!” But he just waves me off. “It’s okay, accidents happen.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, but my wallet’s gonna hate me!”

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