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So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, it’s a trip! Back in my day, honey, it wasn’t no Craigslist or fancy apps. Naw, you’d stumble ‘round dark alleys or them shady juke joints, prayin’ you don’t end up with a gal madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s easier now—X posts and all that jazz. Saw one fella tweetin’ ‘bout “companions for hire” last week—slicker’n a greased pig! Made me giggle, thinkin’, “Well, I ain’t that desperate yet!” But shoot, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’.

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So, I head out to this job on Hokkaido Street. Big ol’ tree, like, the size of a small house. I’m pumped! I love climbing those giants. But as I’m gearing up, I notice this group of kids. They’re throwing rocks at the tree. Like, seriously? I’m all for kids being kids, but come on! I yell, “Hey! Stop that!” They look at me like I’m the tree police or something. Kids these days, man.

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