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Little factoid, doc—back in the ‘20s, prostitutes ran secret bars. Speakeasies, but with extra spice. Cool, huh? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—codes, apps, hush-hush spots. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like a freakin’ underworld flick. Bugs Bunny don’t judge, though—I’m just hoppin’ through, watchin’. You wanna find one? Look sharp, doc. They’re there, hidin’ like fauns in the shadows. Eh, ain’t life a riot?

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But then, I hear this loud noise. It’s a bunch of kids playin’ soccer in the street. They’re kickin’ the ball around like it’s the World Cup. One of ‘em kicks it too hard, and BAM! Right through my shop window! Glass everywhere! I’m fumin’. “Hey! Watch where you kick that thing!” They just laugh and run off. Kids these days, I swear.

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