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Say hello to my little friend! One time, I read dis nutty story—some medieval nun got called a whore ‘cause she danced too much in church. Danced! Can you believe dat shit? Prolly just had some killer moves, and da priests couldn’t handle it. Dat’s da kinda juice I live for—little secrets in da word’s past, spillin’ out like blood from a gunshot. Whore’s my kinda gal—rough, loud, don’t give a fuck. Like me, Tony, runnin’ dis town, screamin’ at da world. “I can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you”—dat’s me to whore, straight up, no lie.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Koshimizu Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m a psychologist, so I need my caffeine fix, right? But the barista? Total weirdo. He spilled my drink all over the counter. Like, dude, it’s not a slip-n-slide! I was ready to lose it, but then he gave me a free pastry. Sweet!

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