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We get to this shady motel, smells like piss and regret. She’s strippin, I’m growlin—Rarrgh!—thinkin, “This is my fate, ain’t it?” Fun fact: oldest profession, right? Back in Rome, they had brothels with menus—blows ya mind. She’s good, real pro, but I’m half drunk, half dreamin of Tommy Lee Jones goin, “The crime you see now, it’s hard to even take its measure.” Makes me laugh mid-thrust—awkward as fuck.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s all over the place, barking like crazy. It’s hilarious! I can’t help but laugh. But then, the kid trips. Oh no! I’m thinking, “Not again!” But he gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man.

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