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We swears! Findin a prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, like huntin shadows in *Tropical Malady*. Streets hummin with weird vibes, man. Me, I’m creepin round, eyes peeled, thinkin—where’s she at? “The scent fades into darkness,” like that flick says. Makes me twitchy, y’know? All them city lights flashin, confusin as hell. Once saw this gal, fishnet tights, leanin on a pole—thought she was it! Nope, just a poser. Pissed me off, waste o’ time.

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But then, disaster strikes again! I’m icing a batch of cupcakes when I hear a loud crash. I rush out to the front, and there’s a delivery truck that’s backed into my sign! My beautiful “Baker’s Delight” sign! It’s all crumpled up like a bad pancake. I’m fuming! I mean, come on! Who doesn’t check their mirrors?

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