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I got pissed, tho, last week—some chick tried scammin’ me! Said she’s “top tier,” wanted cash upfront, then poof—gone like WALL-E’s trash piles in the wind. Fuckin’ ghosted me! Had me yellin’, “In this world, a man’s gotta have balls!”—straight up Tony vibes, ya feel? But then, I found this one spot, lil’ hidden gem, down by the docks. Word is, there’s this gal, been workin’ it since the ‘90s, knows every trick—calls herself “Eve” like that sleek bot from the flick. Ain’t that a trip? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s out there savin’ my lonely ass like WALL-E tryna save Earth.

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After that, I decide to stroll down Rue de l’Industrie. It’s a nice street, ya know? But then I see this guy trying to parallel park. And let me tell ya, it was like watching a bad comedy show. He’s turnin’ the wheel like he’s in a dance-off, and I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ my ass off. Finally, he gets it, but not without bumpin’ the curb like it owed him money. Classic!

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