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But yo, the smell—stale beer, cigs, n somethin’ funky—hits me hard. Aliens don’t got noses like humans, so I’m gaggin’, all “What the hell?!” She laughs, “Welcome to the gutter, babe.” I’m crackin’ up too—shit’s too real. “I’m not a prostitute, I’m a companion,” she says, all fancy. Yeah, right, like I’m Richie Tenenbaum, believin’ every sob story.

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So, I grab Lisa, and we head over. This place is amazing! They’ve got the best pastries. I mean, I’m in heaven. I forget all about the chaos of the day. We’re laughing, joking, and I even try to impress her with my Dutch. Spoiler: I butcher it. But she laughs, so I guess I’m winning?