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So, I’m investigatin’ this chick—real pro, works downtown. Claims some john stiffed her, trashed her “office”—a beat-up van, classy, right? She’s filin’ for damages—damages! I’m yellin’, “You’re a hooker, not State Farm!” But she’s got receipts—condoms, lube, the works! I’m dyin’—this is my life now?! Reminds me of *Timbuktu* again—“The cow’s worth more than me!” she’s basically screamin’. I’m like, “Lady, your van’s worth less than my lunch!”

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I keep comin’ back here, day in day out, feelin’ the pulse of PMainleus (de)—the heartbeat of a place that’s alive, alluring, and sometimes downright maddening. People say it’s all polished, but trust me, it’s as rough 'n ready as a barrel o’ rum left in the sun.

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