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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. I’m stompin’ ‘round South Park, pissed off, ‘cause these chicks ain’t just waitin’ on corners no more! Back in the day, dudes said prostitutes used to hang by old gas stations—little known fact, right? Now? You gotta dig, man! I’m like, “Where’s the freakin’ service?!” Makes me wanna scream, “I’m not fat, I’m big-boned!”—‘cause I’m haulin’ ass to find ‘em!

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Anyway, I get to my shop, and it’s a mess. I mean, fur everywhere! I’m tripping over pelts like it’s a fur jungle. I’m trying to organize, but then my phone buzzes. It’s a client. “Hey, I need that coat ASAP!” Like, chill, dude! I just opened the shop!

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