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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—wild ride, trust me. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This is some next-level human dynamics,” like straight outta a simulation glitch. Favorite flick’s “The Hurt Locker,” right? So picture this: I’m cruisin downtown, lookin for that adrenaline hit—kinda like defusin a bomb, but with cash, not wires. “You’re either livin or you’re not,” as Bigelow’d say—damn straight, applies here too.

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After that, I’m feelin’ pumped. I finish his cut, and he leaves, lookin’ fresh. I’m on a roll! But then, the next guy walks in. He’s a regular, but today he’s got this wild look in his eyes. I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he just got dumped. Oof. My heart goes out to him. I mean, breakups suck, right? So, I’m tryin’ to cheer him up while givin’ him a clean fade. I’m throwin’ out jokes like confetti. “You know what they say, bro. Hair today, gone tomorrow!” He laughs, but I can see the pain in his eyes.

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