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Don’t pee on my leg, sayin’ it’s all glamour—it ain’t! Saw a john once, fat as a hog, hagglin’ her down to ten bucks. Ten bucks! Made my blood boil—cheap bastard! Wanted to deck him, but I’m a bailiff, gotta keep cool. Still, I dream of her tellin’ him, “You’re a zero, pal!” Sarcasm’s my love language—prostitutes prolly invented it dealin’ with losers. Oh, and get this—some old-time hookers used arsenic makeup to look pale. Poisoned themselves for beauty! Nuts, right?

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Then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Meet me at the bar on Via Cavour.” I’m thinking, “Alright, let’s see what trouble we can get into.” I get there, and it’s packed. Everyone’s laughing, drinking, and I’m just soaking in the vibes. But then, outta nowhere, my ex walks in. Ugh, the drama! My heart drops. I’m like, “Not today, please!”

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