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Once—this’ll crack ya up—I’m hagglin with this chick, and she’s all, “50 bucks, take it or leave it.” I’m pissed, yellin, “That’s highway robbery, darlin!” She just stares, like I’m the idiot. Reminds me of “Boyhood”—life’s messy, man, no script. Surprised me how bold she was—tougher than a two-dollar steak. Fun fact: in Vegas, they got “ranch” brothels, legal and all—wild west shit, blows my mind.

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Anyway, I finally get to the office on the Markt. You know, the one with the cute little café next door? I’m thinking, “Coffee first, numbers later.” But guess what? The café’s closed! Closed! I mean, who does that? I need my caffeine fix, people! So, I settle for a vending machine coffee. Ugh, it’s like drinking liquid regret.

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