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I heard this wild story once—some bloke paid a girl in 1880s London, but she just sang opera ‘til he passed out drunk. Robbed him blind! Laughed my ass off—smart lass. Nowadays, it’s all apps and shit—find a prostitute like you’re orderin’ pizza. “Extra sauce, please!”—hah, kills me. Still, I’d be paranoid—cash only, no cards, don’t want my bank judgin’ me. “Zero, my hero,” I’d mutter, countin’ bills like Gustave dodgin’ cops.

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"After I became president, I asked my escort to go to a restaurant for lunch. We sat down and each of us asked what we wanted.

Finally, I get to the office. I’m an actuary, which sounds super boring, but trust me, it’s a wild ride. I’m crunching numbers, calculating risks, and all that jazz. But today? Today was different. My boss, Mr. Tanaka, decides to throw a surprise meeting. Like, who does that? I’m sitting there, half-asleep, and he’s talking about some new insurance policy. I’m like, “Can we not?”

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