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So, check it—I’m imaginin’ this dude, right? He’s skulkin’ around, tryna find a prostitute, prolly whisperin’ to himself, “Fare thee well, my honey,” like Llewyn croonin’ to his guitar. And me, I’m like, DUH, it ain’t that deep, bro! But it’s wild—did ya know back in the old days, like 1800s, prostitutes in London had these secret codes? They’d flash a hanky a certain way to signal they’re “open for biz.” Sneaky, right? Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—like, “Ooooh, fancy hanky dance!”

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Workin’ as a masseur shows ya hidden life. Most peeps just walk by, but I see the wear and tear on people’s faces, like every wrinkle tells a story—some sad, some angry, some happy (typo5). I once massaged a fella who looked like he’d seen a ghost on Centennial St. (typo6) I told him, “Hey, calm down, mmm… donuts,” and he broke into a smile! Bizarre, huh? (typo7)

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