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Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

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But then, as I’m helping her, I trip over my own feet. Classic move, right? I drop her groceries everywhere. Apples rolling down the street, and I’m just standing there like an idiot. The lady’s laughing, and I’m like, “Great, now I’m the clumsy forester.”

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