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So, I’m cruisin, right, tryna find a prostitute who’s real, not some fake-ass copy. Certified Copy got me deep in my feels—“What’s true, what’s a front?” I say to myself. I spot this chick, all sass, heels clackin like a beat drop. I’m like, “Yasss, queen, you’re the one!” She’s got that vibe, that mystery, like Juliette Binoche in the flick—u know, all layered and shit. I pull up, she’s like, “You lookin for somethin real?” I’m like, “Hell yea, slay!”

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So, I hit the streets, right? I’m strolling down Jl. Raya Tanggulangin, and boom! I see this street vendor selling the best fried tofu. Like, seriously, I could’ve married that tofu. It was crispy, golden, and just the right amount of spicy. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when suddenly, this stray dog decides my leg is a chew toy. I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But he’s not having it. I’m hopping around, trying to shake him off.

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