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Findin’ a prostitute? It’s sketchy, hun. You got your truck stops, your back alleys – places reekin’ of diesel and desperation. Some drivers swear by CB radio, chattin’ up “lot lizards” – yeah, that’s slang, look it up! I’m screamin’ inside, “No capes! Keep it clean, idiots!” – but they don’t care. Me? I’m too fab for that mess. Once heard a guy got robbed blind – wallet, watch, even his freakin’ hubcaps! Laughed my ass off, like, “You deserve that, moron!”

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So, I grab my gear and head out. The air is thick with smoke, and I can see the fire trucks. It’s like a scene from a movie, but not the good kind. I get there, and the shop owner is losing it. “My life’s work!” he screams. I feel for the guy, but I gotta do my job. I start asking questions, and he’s all over the place. One minute he’s crying, the next he’s pointing fingers. Classic.

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