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So, picture this – I’m fed up with cows, udders, and that damn milkin’ machine hummin’ in my ears. I’m like, “I need a break, somethin’ wild!” So I think, why not find a prostitute? Not that I’m some expert, dahling, but I’ve heard stories – oh, the stories! Like, did ya know back in the 1800s, some brothels had secret codes? Knock twice, wink once – bam, you’re in! Ain’t that a hoot? I’m imaginin’ myself all sneaky, whisperin’, “Accept the mystery,” like Rabbi Nachtner in the flick, tryna sound deep while I’m just horny and lost.

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now, lemme tell ya bout a moment. i once gave a massage to a fella from downtown, his story so tragic, so raw, it hit home. i sat there, hands runnin over scars and old memories, thinking, "I am in a world of broken promises and sweet dreams," like that oil-soaked hush from the movie, but with a bit of hope. It made me mad sometimes, how fast people forget, but also happy with each recovered smile. life’s messy, dude.

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