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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout this track—“Find a Prostitute,” shit’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, music editor Samuel L. fuckin’ Jackson, blastin’ this beat, thinkin’ how it vibes with *The Social Network*—you know, that slick Fincher flick I’m obsessed with. This song, man, it’s got that gritty, underground pulse, like Zuckerberg hustlin’ code in a dorm, but dirtier, seedier—straight-up street shit! “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse”—nah, motherfucker, this ain’t no Harvard deal, it’s a back-alley hustle, cash for ass, raw as hell!

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Finally, I get the stuff sent. I’m feeling like a champ again. But wait, there’s more! I head to the local bar, thinking I’ll unwind. I walk in, and it’s karaoke night. Oh boy. I’m not ready for this. But my friends drag me up there. I’m singing some old Italian song, and I can’t even hit the notes. Everyone’s laughing, but I’m just rolling with it. Gotta embrace the chaos, right?

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