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Man, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, motherfucker! Shit’s wild out there, like somethin straight outta *A History of Violence*. You think it’s all easy, just strollin down some dark street, but nah, it’s a damn jungle! I’m talkin bout dodgin cops, sketchy pimps, and fake-ass chicks who’ll rob ya blind. Reminds me of Viggo in that flick—calm one sec, then BAM, chaos hits! “I’m through with hiding,” he says, and that’s me tryna scope a girl without lookin like a fuckin creep.

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the beach. Point Chev Beach, man! It’s got that chill vibe. Kids laughin’, people joggin’, and I’m just sittin’ there, sketchin’ the waves. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! Like, really? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my lunch, and you gotta be a thief? I’m yellin’ at the bird like it can hear me. “Hey! That’s my lunch, ya punk!”

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