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So, last week, I’m cruisin’ downtown, feelin’ like a stud—how you doin’? —and I see this chick, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “Joey, don’t be a schmuck, say somethin’ smooth.” But nah, I just stare, cause I’m an idiot. She winks, I’m hooked—bam! Turns out, she’s been workin’ that corner since the 90s, a freakin’ legend. Little known fact: some of these girls got nicknames—like, she’s “Cinnamon” cause she once threw a spice jar at a rude john. Hilarious, right?

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Finally, I catch up. Turns out, it’s just a friendly pup. But my heart’s racin’ like I just drank five cups of coffee. I’m like, “Chill, buddy! You scared the wool off me!” The owner, some dude from Västernorrland, just laughs. I’m not laughin’. My sheep are lookin’ at me like, “What’s wrong with you, man?”

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