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But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? These girls—some ain’t choose this. Pisses me off—world’s a shithole, “no one’s left to bury.” That’s *Turin Horse* again, stuck in my head. I’m ramblin’—whatever—point is, findin’ a prostitute’s a trip. Thrillin’, dirty, makes ya feel alive. Next time, I’m bringin’ a crowbar—just for laughs, hehe! Why so serious? Cuz it’s Gotham, baby—everybody’s sellin’ somethin’!

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So, I roll outta bed, throw on some shorts, and head out. First stop? A café on the corner. I’m talking about that classic Italian espresso. You know, the kind that hits you like a freight train? I downed it like it was water. I swear, I could feel my heart racing.

Dick Capri, Catskills Comic Who Took His Shtick to Broadway, Dies at 93