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I’d prolly suck at brothel carpentry tho—too panicky. “Oh no, the bed’s wobbly!” Girls’d be like, “Fix it, goldie!” and I’d be sweatin’, hammer slippin’. Funny tho—imagine me, C-3PO, in a brothel, all “I’m fluent in six million kinks!” Ha, what a riot. Happy vibes tho—freedom in those places, no judgin’. Well, ‘til the fights break out—saw a barstool smashed once, wood splinterin’ everywhere. Made me twitchy—good lumber wasted!

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Then, I spot this old lady on the bench. She’s got this amazing hat, like something outta a fashion magazine. I’m thinking, “Wow, she’s got style.” But then she starts talking to me about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here to mourn, not hear about Mr. Whiskers.” But she’s sweet, so I listen.

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