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So, get this—fun fact, doc! Back in ancient Babylon, some gals worked the temples, sacred hookers, no kiddin’! Called it “holy hustlin’”—wild, right? Surprised me when I dug that up. Makes ya wonder, huh? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky, shady vibes—cash apps and motels. I’m like, “Yo, why’s it gotta be so hush-hush?” Bugs Bunny style—I notice the carrots they dangle, doc! Legalize it? Biz would boom! Tax it, cha-ching—gov’s happy, workers safe. But nah, suits too scared to touch it.

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FIRST AND LAST DATE!

Man, what a day! I swear, Inzai is wild. Like, you think you know a place, then bam! It hits you with all this craziness. So, I’m a dealer, right? Not the shady kind, chill. I deal cards, not drugs. Anyway, I woke up late. Classic me. Rushed outta my apartment on Koshigaya Street, barely had my coffee. Ugh, I need my caffeine fix!

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