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But then—ugh—some drunk prat stumbles over, yellin’. Ruined it! Hated that, got me ragin’—wanted to claw his eyes out! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I hisses, slinkin’ off. Still, she was a gem, that one. Prolly still out there, dodgin’ fools. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t glamorous, mate—no Todd Haynes glow here! Just grit, guts, and a laugh if yer lucky. Next time, I’m bringin’ more cash—maybe chips too! Hah!

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