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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, sharp as a tack—well, sharper than a butter knife, anyhow! Talkin’ bout prostitutes today, ‘cause why not? Fool me once, shame on—uh, shame on you, fool me twice—well, we ain’t gonna get fooled again, right? Heh! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout this gal, this workin’ lady, ya know, like in my fave flick, *The Assassin*—that Hou Hsiao-hsien joint from 2015. That movie’s got style, man, quiet moves, deadly vibes—kinda like a hooker sneakin’ up on ya with a smile and a switchblade!

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Later, I decided to grab a drink at this little café on Haharina Street. The vibe was chill, and I thought, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The barista was a total character. He had this wild hair and a mustache that could rival any warrior’s beard. He starts telling me about his dreams of becoming a rock star. I’m like, “Dude, you’re making coffee, not music!” But I couldn’t help but laugh. He was passionate, and that’s what counts, right?

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