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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so findin a prostitue, huh? Wild stuff, man! Watched "Toni Erdmann" again last nite—fuckin masterpiece. That scene where he’s all, “Life is not a spreadsheet,” hit me hard. Made me think—prostitues, they’re out there livin, not just crunchin numbers. So, me, an alien, floatin around Earth, checkin shit out—prostitues catch my eye. Not judgin, just observin, ya know?

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First off, I’m standin’ there, checkin IDs, and this dude comes up. I swear, he’s got more bling than a Christmas tree. Gold chains, rings, the whole shebang. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you’re not a rapper?” He laughs, but then I see his eyes. He’s wasted. I mean, like, “I just swam in a bottle of vodka” wasted. I tell him to chill, but he starts gettin’ all loud and rowdy. Ugh, typical.

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