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Alright, so here’s the deal—finding a prostitute? Total mind-bender, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and lemme tell ya, it’s like steppin’ into *Werckmeister Harmonies*—that slow, creepy Béla Tarr masterpiece I’m obsessed with. You’re wanderin’ through some foggy-ass town, lookin’ for a hookup, and it’s all “the sadness of things” energy—y’know, that line from the flick? Hits ya right in the gut.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this guy trying to parallel park on a busy street. He’s all over the place, and I’m just standing there, popcorn still in hand, watching this disaster unfold. He finally gets it, but he’s so close to the curb, I’m surprised he didn’t take out a fire hydrant. I’m laughing, but also kinda mad. Like, how hard is it to park, dude?

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