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Best bit? She whispers, “I don’t feel anything,” like dat movie line—chilled me bones. Was she jokin’? Broken? Dunno, but I liked it, dat dark edge. Prostitues—prostitutes, ugh, typos!—they’re a gamble, ya? Some rob ya blind, some got stories dat’d make ya cry. Me, I’m just Gru, wantin’ a laugh, a tumble, and no damn pimps. “Lightbulb!”—next time, I’m pickin’ smarter, ya hear? Stay sharp, mates, dat’s da game!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I walk in, and the smell of fresh donuts hits me like a brick. I’m trying to focus, but those glazed beauties are calling my name. I ask her a few questions, and she’s all teary-eyed. I’m like, “Did you really think no one would notice your car was gone?” She just stares at me, like I’m the bad guy.

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