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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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So, I’m fuming, right? But then, I bumped into an old friend from high school. We hadn’t seen each other in ages! We started reminiscing about our wild days at the Rogatec high school. You know, the good ol’ days when we thought we were invincible. We laughed so hard, I almost forgot about the littering jerk.

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