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Ever tried it? Nah, me neither, just curious. Heard this story—some dude paid in chickens once! Chickens, bro! Cracked me up. But seriously, it’s risky—STD’s, creeps, all that jazz. “We’ve abandoned the horse,” like Tarr’s flick—abandonin’ morals, maybe? Dunno, gets me thinkin’. Eat my shorts, tho—society’s all fake about it! Actin’ pure, but everyone’s sneakin’ glances. Hypocrites, man.

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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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