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Surprised me, though—she’s smart, not just street-smart, book-smart. Quotes fuckin’ poetry while countin’ my cash. I’m like, “What the fuck, you Shakespeare now?” She’s a damn mystery, like *The Assassin*—quiet, but you feel the blade comin’. I’m hooked, man, can’t lie. Findin’ a prostitute like her? Rare, fuckin’ unicorn shit.

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You’re gonna take me out on that thing, right?” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I’m not a taxi service!” But she’s persistent. So, I’m like, “Fine, hop on.” She’s got this huge bag of snacks. I’m talkin’ chips, cookies, the whole deal. I’m like, “Are we goin’ for a picnic or what?”

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