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Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

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First off, I hit up the local market on Kameyama Street. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m there, minding my own biz, when I spot this giant tuna. Like, seriously, it was the size of a small car. I’m thinkin’, “Who’s gonna eat that?” But then, this old dude starts haggling like he’s on a game show. I’m just standing there, popcorn in hand, watching this epic showdown. Dude ends up getting it for half price! I’m like, “What’s your secret, man?” He just winks and walks away. Classic.

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