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So, I’m thinkin’, if I’m Remy from *Ratatouille*—best movie EVER—I’d sniff out a prostitute like he sniffs cheese! “Anyone can cook,” he says, but can anyone FIND a hooker? Hmmm! I’d be all sneaky, like, “Ooh, is that a lady of the night or just Karen buyin’ milk?” Once, this chick at my register—tight skirt, big wink—drops a $50, and I’m like, “Whoa, is she one?!” Made me happy, ‘cause—cashier life’s boring, ya feel? But then—ugh—she just wanted gum. Total letdown, so mad!

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The vibe’s a bit frenetic sometimes – my mood swings like a battery-powered car in a desert storm, HA! I get pissed off when the city’s traffic at Junction 9 gets insane, like a swarm of locusts without their leader. But then, by dusk, the vibes mellow, and I’m left thinkin’ “Fury Road, baby!” – pure madness, pure beauty.

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