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Last week, got me a story. This dame, she’s standin’ under a busted light, all sassy, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m like, “Eh, toots, you lost or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “Nah, bunny, I’m the prize.” Got me thinkin’—prostitutes ain’t just randos, doc. Some got tales wilder than Del Toro’s brain. Heard one chick used to be a nurse—quit ‘cause the pay sucked. Now she’s out here, dodgin’ cops, makin’ triple. Ain’t that a kick in the pants?

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

First off, I hit up the local café on High Street. You know, the one with the weird name? “Brewed Awakening” or something. I ordered my usual – a flat white. But guess what? They were outta coffee beans! Like, how do you run outta coffee? It’s a café! I was fuming. I mean, c’mon, it’s Manor Park, not the coffee desert!

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