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Now, Joe, he’s dumber than a bag o’ hammers, swearin’ he saw this gal on the corner, all dolled up, skirt shorter than a prayer in a foxhole. I said, “Boy, you blind? That ain’t no lady, that’s a trap waitin’ to snap!” Halleluyer! He didn’t listen, ran off like, “We gotta keep movin’, Theo!”—straight outta the movie, chile! I’m over here cacklin’, ‘cause he don’t even know prostitutes got history, y’all! Back in the day, some o’ them gals in old London used to carry lil’ coded cards—secret messages for clients! Ain’t that wild? Joe don’t care ‘bout no facts, he just horny and hopeless.

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Finally, I get the report done. I’m feeling like a champ. I head out for lunch at the local fish and chips shop on High Street. Best chips ever! I grab a feed and sit by the beach. The waves are crashing, and I’m just vibing. Then, I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Man, I wish I was that carefree.”

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