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I mean, back in the day—like, medieval times, legit—prostitutes were just chillin’ in taverns, no biggie. You’d roll up, drop some coins, and bam, done deal. Now? It’s all sketchy corners and shady apps—ugh, exhausting. Makes me wanna scream, “This is not a tomato!” like Remy’s picky ass in the movie. I’m pissed, y’all—why’s it so complicated? Forests ain’t got brothels, and I’m over it.

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I push him back, and he stumbles. He trips over a chair and lands right on the floor. The whole place goes silent. I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ to keep a straight face. Finally, he gets up, dusts himself off, and yells, “I’m still the king!” I can’t help it—I burst out laughin’.

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