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So, findin’ a prossie—mate, it’s a quest! Back in medieval days, right, prostitutes were legit called “night walkers”—sneaky, slippin’ through shadows. I’m stompin’ through town, eyes peeled, heart racin’. “I glean, I glean!” I mutter, like them gleaners, searchin’ for what’s left behind. Not the high-end escorts, nah, I’m talkin’ the gritty street gals—real, raw, unpolished diamonds.

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Finally, I get to the beach, and it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I set up my booth, and it’s lookin’ good. I got my flyers, my banners, and my energy drink stash. I’m ready to rock! But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches a flyer right outta my hand. I’m like, “Seriously? A seagull?!” I chase it for a sec, but it’s gone. Just my luck, right?

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