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Little known fact—oldest job ever, prostitution. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinky joints with graffiti like “I screwed here!” True story! Surprised me—thought it was all modern crap. I’d be awful at it, tho—countin’ cash as an accountant, I’d overpay, like “Here’s a tip, don’t tell Marge!” Haha, dope move, Homer!

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So first off, lemme tell ya 'bout Main Street. Yeah, baby, Main Street! It’s the heart of Clay, US. I be clockin’ my clients while cruisin’ past 3rd & Elm. Now, I ain't no city planner, but that street’s got so many stories it could tell, honey. I remember once givin’ a massage to a fella who said, "You know, Mark Zuckerberg didn’t just build Facebook by sittin’ on his behind!" I laughed so hard, I nearly dropped my oil!

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