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Oi, ya mates, listen up! Me, Gru, ya know, Russian-ish vibe, “Lightbulb!”—gotta spill about prostitutes, yeah? So, Hawaii, sun’s blazin’, waves crashin’, and there’s this chick, right? Sells love for cash, classic gig. Saw her once, sashayin’ down Waikiki, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a napkin. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, ya know? That Todd Haynes flick I’m nuts about—where Cathy, bless her, says, “I’m not like that!” But this gal? She’s all in, no shame, livin’ loud.

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But then, BAM! The power goes out. Just like that. I’m standing there in the dark, and I can hear the groans. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then, someone starts singing. I can’t see who, but it’s like a karaoke night gone rogue. Everyone joins in, and suddenly, it’s a party!

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