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Here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know prostiution’s been around since, like, forever? Babylonians had temple gals—sacred hookers! Wild, right? Makes me think—history’s just one big hustle. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, not buyin’, just vibin’. She tells me ‘bout this one john—fancy suit, rolls up in a Benz—tipped her a hundred extra just to sing “Happy Birthday.” I laugh my ass off—rich folks are nuts! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell, shakin’ my fist, and she nods like, “Preach, old man!”

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Finally, I make it to the fields. The sheep are all chillin’, munchin’ on grass like they own the place. I’m feelin’ good, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, one of ‘em decides to make a break for it! I’m chasin’ this woolly escape artist down the road, shoutin’ like a madman. “Get back here, you fluffy rebel!”

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