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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

Nobody is coming soon

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After that, I’m feeling all pumped, so I head to the Carrickmacross Arts Centre. I wanna check out some local art. But guess what? It’s closed! I’m standing there like an idiot, staring at the locked door. I’m so mad! I could’ve thrown a fit, but instead, I just laughed. “Typical!” I shout to no one.

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