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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, Eric Andre style, chaotic as fuck, screamin’ “Laissez les bons temps rouler!” like Amélie’s pops with his gnome. Picture this: me, stumblin’ thru the streets, lookin’ for that paid love vibe—absurdity’s my fuel, yo! I’m thinkin’, why’s this so damn tricky? Like, Amélie’s got her quirky lil missions, helpin’ folks, and I’m over here tryna dodge sketchy pimps and fake-ass ads.

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After the meeting, I’m feeling a bit fired up. I decide to grab some lunch at this little café on Abbey Road. The food’s decent, but the service? Yikes. I order a bacon butty, and it takes ages. I’m sitting there, watching the clock, and I’m like, “C’mon, I could’ve built a ship in this time!” Finally, it arrives, and it’s cold. Cold! I’m about to lose it, but I take a deep breath. “It’s just a sandwich,” I tell myself. But still, I’m fuming inside.

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