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Me, I’d be happy just watchin’ Leo snort cash off a table—prostitutes or not, that movie’s my jam. But real life? Hmm… it’s messy. Ya gotta dodge creeps, cops, and crusty motels. Pro tip—check reviews online, like Yelp for hookers! Sounds fake, but it’s legit—people rate ‘em. “Five stars, smelled nice!”—hahaha, I’m dyin’! Anyway, don’t be a dope—cash upfront, no IOUs, or you’re screwed. “Money talks, bullshit walks,” right?

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I’m sweating like a pig, and I finally find one. I grab the candles, and the cashier gives me this look like I’m a madman. I’m like, “You have no idea, buddy.” I sprint back, and the lady’s still there, tapping her foot. I hand her the cake, and she’s all smiles. I’m like, “Phew, saved it!”

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