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So picture this, I’m an accountant, crunchin numbers all day, bored outta my skull, and I’m thinkin, “I need some excitement, somethin wild!” Not that I’m hirin one, mind ya, but I got curious—how’s it even work? I dig around, and turns out, back in the day, like 1800s, prostitutes in NYC had these lil coded ads in newspapers! “Lost lady seeks gentleman”—yeah, right, lost my ass! *Nanny laugh* HAH-HAH! Sneaky lil hustlers, I love it—kinda clever, ya know?

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But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Get to the cemetery, stat!” Ugh, typical. Just when I was havin’ a good time. So, I dash down the High Street, dodging folks like I’m in some kinda video game. I swear, if I trip over a cobblestone, I’m gonna lose it.

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