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Oh, and this one time—heard this from a buddy—some chick in Vegas, she’d sing Sinatra to her johns. Off-key, terrible, but they loved it! Little quirks like that, I’m dyin’ laughin’! Imagine her belting “My Way” while—well, y’know. Hilarious! I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good!” She’s a legend in my book.

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So I’m tryin’ to clean up, right? I head over to the Fussa Station, which is always packed. I mean, it’s like a sardine can in there. I’m dodgin’ people left and right, and I’m thinkin’, “Why is everyone in such a hurry?” Chill out, folks! It’s just Fussa!

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