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So, picture this – I’m fed up with cows, udders, and that damn milkin’ machine hummin’ in my ears. I’m like, “I need a break, somethin’ wild!” So I think, why not find a prostitute? Not that I’m some expert, dahling, but I’ve heard stories – oh, the stories! Like, did ya know back in the 1800s, some brothels had secret codes? Knock twice, wink once – bam, you’re in! Ain’t that a hoot? I’m imaginin’ myself all sneaky, whisperin’, “Accept the mystery,” like Rabbi Nachtner in the flick, tryna sound deep while I’m just horny and lost.

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After that, things get weird. A goat escapes! Yup, you heard me right. This little guy bolts outta the barn, and I’m chasin’ him down the street. We’re runnin’ past the night market on Minzu Rd, and people are just starin’. I’m yellin’, “Get back here, you little rascal!” It’s like a scene from a movie.

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