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Hey, folks, listen up—here’s the deal! I was thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, just kickin’ it old school. Back in Scranton, we had stories—oh, man—whispered tales bout gals on corners. Not somethin’ ya brag bout, but real! Like in my favorite flick, *Carlos*—you seen it? That line, “We move in shadows,” hits hard. That’s them, slippin’ through the night—quiet, sneaky-like.

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First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

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