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I’d rather carve a steak than step in there. “The Syphillis? What Syphillis?”—Coen brothers knew dumbasses ignore consequences. Surprised me once, heard some brothel in Nevada’s got a menu—like a damn diner! Pick your poison, 50 bucks a pop. Hilarious, right? Dudes payin’ for a “girlfriend experience”—buddy, she ain’t your gal, she’s clockin’ out at 2 a.m. Hate that fake crap.

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady on a bike zooms past us. I swear, she was like a ninja! I nearly lost my mind. I’m like, “Marco, did you see that? She’s got more skills than you!” He just chuckles, and I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m competing with a nonna on wheels.”

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