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Here’s a wild one—heard some whores in the ‘70s ran a secret union, legit! Had meetins, dues, all that jazz—cops busted it up, tho. Ain’t that a trip? They were queens, man, queens in the gutter. “This is my last chance,” Monty says in the flick, starin’ at his reflection. Whores got no last chances—just next tricks. Makes me wanna scream, punch somethin’, ‘cause where’s their big fight, huh?

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So, I’m cleanin’ me boots, and I spot this old lady, bless her heart, tryin’ to carry a massive bag of potatoes. I rush over, help her out. She’s all smiles, says I’m a “gentleman.” Made me feel good, ya know? But then, she starts talkin’ about the weather like it’s the end of the world. “It’s gonna rain cats and dogs!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s just a bit of drizzle.”

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