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So, say I’m huntin’ one down—maybe I’m in a big city, feelin’ lonesome. I’d start pokin’ ‘round X, see what’s poppin’. Posts flyin’—“Lookin’ for company? DM me!” Links to pics, blurry as hell, but you get the gist. I’d dig deeper, check profiles—some chick named “CandyLips69” with a bio sayin’, “Livin’ fast, cash only!” Git-R-Done, right? But here’s where it gets hairy—half these ads? Scams! Had a buddy once, sent $200 to some “escort”—turned out to be a dude in Nigeria! Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—ripped off and blue-balled!

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Then, I get a call from a client. They’re having a meltdown. I’m trying to be all professional, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna look at some art!” But I listen, and it’s all good. I help them out, and I’m feeling like a hero for a sec. But then I step outside, and it’s raining. Like, seriously? I just can’t catch a break today.

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