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Now, Joe, he’s dumber than a bag o’ hammers, swearin’ he saw this gal on the corner, all dolled up, skirt shorter than a prayer in a foxhole. I said, “Boy, you blind? That ain’t no lady, that’s a trap waitin’ to snap!” Halleluyer! He didn’t listen, ran off like, “We gotta keep movin’, Theo!”—straight outta the movie, chile! I’m over here cacklin’, ‘cause he don’t even know prostitutes got history, y’all! Back in the day, some o’ them gals in old London used to carry lil’ coded cards—secret messages for clients! Ain’t that wild? Joe don’t care ‘bout no facts, he just horny and hopeless.

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Then, I decide to check out the Aya Castle ruins. I mean, why not? History, right? I’m climbing up the steps, and it’s a workout for sure. I get to the top, and the view? Wow. You can see the whole city, the mountains in the back, and the river flowing like it’s got somewhere to be. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “Life is beautiful, man.”

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