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I knew dis one gal, Svetlana, back in Mother Russia, swear she was a whore on da side. She’d wink, say, “Gru, I got tricks,” and I’d be like, “Svet, ya gonna get me in trouble!” She’d laugh, toss her hair, and I’d think, *Lightbulb!* – she’s livin’ like dat chick in *Ten*, ya know, “I don’t sell my body, I rent it.” Dat line, it stuck wid me, so sassy! Made me happy, her guts, but den sad – she got no insurance, dat dummy!

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Dublin, did anyone ever know such a town? Whore that she is! Open your nostrils, smell the religion, touch the filthy heart. Women and children.

After that chaos, we hit the scenic route along the coast. Man, Wicklow’s coastline is stunning! The cliffs, the ocean, the whole vibe. I’m feeling good, thinking, “This is why I love this job.” But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. Like, buckets! I’m talking about a full-on monsoon. My student’s eyes go wide, and I’m just trying to keep it together. “Just breathe, buddy! It’s not the end of the world!”

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