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I’m imaginin’ it: me, analyzin’ X posts, tryna find a lead. “Oi, mate, got a girl?” I’d ping some sketchy account. Probs get ghosted—or scammed. Makes me mad, yo! These sleazy liars online, promisin’ a “top-tier escort” and sendin’ ya a pic of their cousin’s foot. Ugh, hate that. But then—bam!—I’d spot her. Red heels, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Keeley’s alive!” I’d yell, like Julianne Moore’s ghost just cheered me on. Heart racin’, I’m stoked—she’s real, not some AI catfish.

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Then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists strolls in. They’re all hyped up, taking selfies, and I’m just trying to keep up with their drink orders. “One more beer! Another cocktail!” I’m like, “Chill, folks! I’m not a machine!” But hey, they’re fun. They’re from Tokyo, and they’re here to see the cherry blossoms. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna see that? But it’s not cherry blossom season yet, so I’m like, “Good luck with that, fam!”

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