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Prostitutes, whew, they’re out there hustlin’, right? Sellin’ what they got, makin’ ends meet—or not! How’s that workin’ for ya, darlin’? I mean, dang, it’s a hard gig. Reminds me of that scene where Otilia’s runnin’ ‘round, stressed as hell, tryin’ to fix somethin’ illegal, somethin’ desperate. That’s the vibe I get—prostitutes stuck in a bind, tryna survive. Ain’t nobody wakin’ up sayin’, “Yeehaw, I wanna do this forever!” Nah, it’s circumstance, y’all.

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