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Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all roses. Some spots, ya gotta watch for cops, creeps lurkin’. Little known fact—prostitutes in old port towns used code words on radios. “Red hat’s waitin’,” they’d say—sneaky, huh? Loved that, made me grin like a fool. But here’s where it twists—met this gal once, swore she was “classy,” charged double, and I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you ain’t Margaret Thatcher!” Laughed my ass off, but paid up—dumb ol’ Joe.

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Next, I head back to the clinic, and guess what? A dog named Rex comes in. This dude is HUGE. Like, I’m talking Great Dane size. He’s got a limp, and I’m thinking, “Oh boy, what now?” Turns out, he just stepped on a twig. A TWIG! I mean, come on, Rex! You’re a giant! But hey, at least it wasn’t something serious. I give him a treat, and he’s all wagging his tail like he just won the lottery.

Les pensées de Pascal (Quignard)