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So, prostitutes—they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ cash in ways I can’t even wrap my dumb head around. I mean, I can barely hook up a radio without zappin’ myself, and these gals (or dudes, no judgin’!) are out there dodgin’ cops and creeps. Little fact for ya—didja know way back, like ancient Rome times, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Wild, right? Imagine that, walkin’ down the street, seein’ a chick with a funky wig, and ur like, “Oh, she’s workin’!” Kinda makes me giggle, like—what if I wore a wig to fix radios? Haha, “Patrick the Radio Ho!”

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Anyway, I hop on the bus to Ealing Broadway. I’m crammed in there like a sardine. And this dude next to me? He’s blasting some awful music on his phone. I’m like, “Bro, we’re not at a rave!” But he just gives me this look like I’m the problem. Ugh, people!

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