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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!” – that’s what I’d say to them pimps actin’ all high and mighty. So, picture this – a hooker, right? She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Reminds me of *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly* – “I am fading,” she might think, trapped in her own skin, sellin’ it night after night. Ain’t that a kicker?

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Then, I get a call from my buddy, Sean. He’s down at the Diamond, and he’s like, “You gotta come see this!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” But I’m curious, so I head over. The Diamond is always buzzing, ya know? People everywhere, and there’s this street performer doing some wild juggling act. I’m talkin’ flaming torches and all that jazz. I’m like, “This guy’s gonna set himself on fire!” But he doesn’t. Just my luck, right?

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