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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, me, Bugs Bunny, Master of the Forest, got thots on findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *A Prophet*—that gritty vibe, man! Picture this: I’m hoppin’ thru the woods, lookin’ for some action, and bam—there’s this dame, all mysterious, like Malik in the joint, y’know? “You’re in deep now, kid,” I mutter, channelin’ that movie line.

The nation

On my girlfriend's birthday we went to the Mohegan Sun after leaving the bar with one of our friends to try to spot prostitutes, as the friend had just finished reading a book about Missing: Lake Mohegan.

Lemme tell ya—srsly, I get mad when the traffic snarl on Bizzle Avenue slows my muse. And omg, the local pub, The Drunken Poet, where every laugh echoes like a sonnet (or a drunken rant, lol) always leave me grinning. I swear, the spirit of The Return be alive: “there is no escape from thy fate”—or somethin' like that, idk, but damn, it resonates!

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