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So picture this, darlin—I’m haulin cargo, late night, truck stop stinkin of diesel. This chick, all legs and lipstick, saunters up. “Need a ride?” she purrs. I’m like, whoa, surprised as hell—didn’t expect that! Reminds me of Grace in Dogville, y’know, “She wanted to stay hidden!”—but this gal ain’t hidin, she’s bold. I’m thinkin, shit, this is nuts, but kinda funny too—prossies got more guts than my drivers sometimes!

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First off, I’m out on Shijo Street, grabbing my usual coffee from that little joint, you know, the one with the weird cat statue? Yeah, that one. I’m half asleep, and this barista, bless her heart, spills hot water all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” She just laughs it off, but I’m thinking, “Girl, that’s a health hazard!”

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