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So, picture this—whore’s out there, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on some oak, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re erasable, like Jim Carrey’s brain in that flick!” ‘Cause in *Eternal Sunshine*, it’s all bout scrubbin’ memories, right? Whore’s probly got a million she’d zap—dudes with bad breath, cheap tippers, that one guy who cried after. Ugh, I’d cry too, but I’d charge extra for it.

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a lady on Main Street. She’s freaking out because her cat is stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Lady, this ain’t a pet rescue service!” But I send someone anyway. I mean, who can resist a cat in distress? Not me, that’s for sure.

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