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Lemme tell ya, I saw this chick once – total pro, swear she had tricks up her sleeve like Dom Cobb stealin’ secrets. Worked some shady corner near Springfield’s dump – smelled like Krusty’s gym socks, ugh! But she was slick, dude, dodgin’ cops like it’s a freakin’ game. Made me laugh, like, “Ha! Take that, pigs!” Got me thinkin’ – whores got skills, yo.

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There was a man called Dave Who kept a dead whore in a cave. He said "I admit. I am a bit of a shit. But think of the money I save.

I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

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