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So, last week, I’m out, tryna find a prostitute, right? This chick, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She smirks, all sassy, “What’s it to ya?” Made me laugh, that did—proper cheeky! Got me thinkin’ bout Haneke’s line, “It’s not about the punishment.” Nah, mate, it’s about the game, the chase, the vibe. Dr. Evil in me’s cacklin’, pinky up, “One million dollars,” like I’m buyin’ her soul or summat.

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First car rolls in, a Fiat 500. Cute little thing, but it’s makin’ this weird noise. Like a cat stuck in a blender. I pop the hood, and boom! The engine looks like it’s been through a war zone. I’m like, “What the heck did you do to this poor car?” Turns out, the owner, some dude named Marco, thought he could fix it himself. Classic mistake, man. I mean, c’mon, it’s not a Lego set!

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