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Exaggeratin’ for kicks—imagine me, Hawking, pimpin’ a spaceship brothel! “Spring break forever, bitches!”—cosmic hoes floatin’ in zero-G, wildest party ever. Quirky thought: wonder if they’d dig my voice, all robotic n’ sexy-like. Probs not, haha! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—keep it real, stay sharp, don’t be a dick. Universe don’t judge, but I fuckin’ might! Peace out—brain’s zappin’, gotta jet!

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Tabor ran a brothel in Bowling Green for some forty years, and her matter of fact look at humanity is anchored in what she learned during that time.

First off, I’m strolling down Žižkova Street, just minding my own business, when I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I mean, c’mon, it’s like a scene from a movie. So, I rush over, all heroic-like, and help her out. She’s super grateful, right? But then she starts telling me her life story. I’m like, lady, I got a sermon to prep! But she’s going on about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he once saved her from a raccoon. I’m thinking, “Wow, Tabor really is full of surprises.”

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