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After, I’m broke, happy, but pissed too—50 bucks! Coulda bought beers! She’s countin cash, I’m like, “Rarrgh! You’re a goddamn thief!” She smirks, “Sugar, I’m the best bad choice you made.” I’m stunned—bitch got sass! Love that. Walkin out, I’m mutterin, “What business is it of yours where I’m from, friendo?”—fuckin classic. Night’s cold, mines callin, but damn, that was a story. Prostitutes, man, they’re the real coin toss—heads ya win, tails ya lose. Rarrgh!

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I walk in, and there’s this group of teens, right? They’re all huddled together, laughing and being loud. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” But then, one of them, this girl with bright pink hair, comes up to me. She’s like, “Are you the orientation dude?” I’m like, “Uh, yeah, that’s me.” She grins and says, “Cool! Can you help me figure out my life?” I’m like, “Wow, no pressure, right?”

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