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Hey, so – finding a prostitute, right? Wild stuff. Me, a Bestiary gladiator, out there... blood, sweat, arena vibes. Zen pause. I’m picturing it now – dark streets, neon buzzing, like *Mulholland Drive*. “What’s your name?” I’d ask, all mysterious-like. One more thing… nobody’s real out there, man. Everyone’s got masks – whores, pimps, me too.

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So, I grab a tea instead. Not my jam, but whatever. I sit down, scrolling through my phone, and BOOM! My client texts me. He’s freaking out about his upcoming match. I mean, I get it. Pressure’s on, but dude, chill! I’m trying to enjoy my tea, and he’s sending me these long messages. I’m like, “Bro, breathe!” But I can’t just leave him hanging, right? So, I start typing back, all while trying to sip this lukewarm tea. Not ideal.