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But then—ugh—I get mad! Some jerkface tries rippin’ me off, sayin’ “50 bucks for a wink!” I’m like, “Tartar sauce, that’s steep!” I ain’t no fancy pants robot gigolo like in *A.I.*, y’know? “I feel! I love! I’m alive!”—I shout that, all dramatic, and the dude just stares. Prolly thinks I’m nuts. Whatever, I’m SpongeBob, I’m ready!

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Sep 24,  · While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the Missing: Castelsardo.

On my way down, I bump into this old lady. She’s sellin’ handmade baskets. I’m like, “How much?” She says, “For you, my friend, a special price!” I’m thinkin’, “What’s the catch?” But I buy one anyway. It’s cute, and I can use it for my Kvasnik stuff. Win-win!

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