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Here’s the deal tho, findin a prostitute ain’t just point and pick. There’s codes, y’know? Little signals. She twirls her hair, I nod slow—boom, we’re talkin. Costs me 50 bucks for a quick chat, and I’m like, “Hell, that’s a bargain!” Reminds me of Gustave stealin art—smooth, risky, worth it. We vibe, she’s tellin me bout her night, how some dude stiffed her last week. Pisses me off, that disrespect. “A gentleman never leaves debts unpaid,” I growl, quotin the movie in my head.

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Then, boom! The first customer walks in. It’s this dude, all decked out in a suit, lookin’ like he just stepped outta a J-drama. He orders a whiskey neat, and I’m like, “You sure, buddy? It’s 10 AM.” He just smirks and says, “Life’s too short.” I pour it, and he downs it like it’s water. I’m thinkin’, “This guy’s either a legend or about to make a huge mistake.”

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