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Finding a prossie ain’t rocket science. You got your street corners—classic, cheap, risky as hell. STDs? Oh, they’re like party favors down there. Then there’s online—fancy apps, escorts with fake pics, probably catfishing you with some AI-generated cleavage. Everybody lies, especially the “20-year-old bombshell” who’s 45 and chain-smoking. I’d limp past ‘em all, smirking—‘cause I see the cracks nobody else does. Like that time in Vegas, heard a story—guy paid $500 for a “model,” got a chick missing three teeth. Surprise! Life’s a lottery, and you’re the sucker.

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But then, I got a text from my friend, saying she was at the Linköping Castle. I was like, “Ugh, I can’t miss that!” So, I bolted over there. The castle is so pretty, but it was packed with tourists. I mean, can’t a girl just enjoy some history in peace? I was trying to take a cute selfie, and this kid photobombed me. I was like, “Really, kid?!” But then I laughed it off. Kids are funny, I guess.

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