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So, picture this—me, Jack, cruisin downtown, lookin for action. Not some fancy algorithm shit like Zuckerberg, nah, just gut instinct. I see this chick, fishnets, smokin a cig—bam, instant vibe check. “I’m in!” I mutter, like I’m hackin into Harvard’s network. But here’s the kicker—ya gotta know the streets, man! Little known fact: back in the 80s, cops used to bust hookers with Polaroids—snap, caught red-handed! Ain’t that a riot? Makes me laugh, thinkin bout it—technology’s always screwin somebody!

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Then, I get back inside, and my buddy Marco shows up. He’s got this wild idea to host a barbecue at the beach later. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in! But we gotta bring the good stuff.” So, we start pickin’ out the best cuts. I’m talkin’ ribeye, pork belly, the works!

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