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So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

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After that, I head back to my pigs, feelin’ a bit better. But then, I see one of ‘em, Porky, tryin’ to escape. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I chase him down the street, and let me tell ya, it’s not easy wranglin’ a pig on the streets of Tonosho. I’m runnin’ past the old shrine, and I swear, I can hear the gods laughin’ at me.

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