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Alright, so I’m the Master of the Forest, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Let’s talk findin’ a prostitute—yep, straight up. Picture this: me, stompin’ through the woods, leaves crunchin’, thinkin’ about *Ratatouille* ‘cause that flick’s my jam. “Anyone can cook!”—ha, maybe anyone can hustle too, right? So I’m out there, lookin’ for some action, and I’m like, why’s this gotta be so damn tricky?

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We get to the plaza, and it’s packed! Music blasting, people dancing, food stalls everywhere. I’m talkin’ about lechón, tostones, the whole shebang. My stomach’s growling like a beast. I grab a plate of lechón, and it’s like heaven on a fork. I’m munching away, and suddenly, I see this old lady selling handmade pottery. I’m like, “Whoa, that’s my competition!” But her stuff is dope. I gotta give her props.

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