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What pisses me off? The fakes! Some dude catfishes ya, takes yer dough—D’oh!—and you’re sittin’ there like, “Where’s my date?” Happened to Lenny once—poor sap cried into his beer. But when it works? Woo-hoo! Happy as a pig in mud! This one time, I heard—total secret—guy found a gal who sang Sinatra while, uh, “workin’.” Surprised me so hard I dropped my donut!

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Right, listen up, you idiot sandwich! I'm runnin' a massage joint in Treasure-Island (us) and lemme tell ya—this place is mad wild. Wit me? Lemme spill the beans. So we're talkin' streets like King Cross Way and Old Dock Lane. The air's a mix of salt and sweat, like a busted gym bag.

Caddy's Treasure Island reopens months after closing due to hurricane damage