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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on findin’ a prostitute, Elon-style, with a “No Country for Old Men” twist. Picture this: I’m cruisin’ Mars in my Tesla Cybertruck—yeah, I shipped it there, don’t @ me—thinkin’ bout human needs, y’know, the primal stuff. Suddenly, it hits me—where’s the red-light district on this dusty rock? Ain’t no Craigslist for that up here, fam! I’m laughin’ my ass off—imagine codin’ an app for that, “HookerFinder 3000,” AI-driven, blockchain-secured. “Call it fate, call it luck,” like Llewelyn Moss’d say, but I’d call it a logistical nightmare.

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Then, I bump into this old dude. He’s like, “Hey, you’re that Program Director, right?” I’m like, “Uh, yeah, that’s me.” He starts rambling about the good ol’ days in Obama. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I gotta go!” But he’s got stories, man. He talks about the Obama Onsen and how it used to be the place to chill. I’m like, “I need to hear this later, but right now, I’m on a mission!”

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