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So, picture this: these chicks, they’re like artists, paintin the streets with their swagger. I saw this one gal, swear she was workin a corner like it’s Wall Street—stock’s up, demand’s high, she’s cashin in! Made me laugh, man, fuckin clever. But then—THEN—some prick tried rippin her off, and I got pissed. Ain’t nobody messin with her profits, not on my watch! Greed’s good, but fairness? That’s my quirk, I guess.

Ivan 'Hooker' Sari remembered as skilled chef, generous man, loving father

I know this might sound odd, but running a massage parlor gives me a special lens. I see the unspoken stress in people's eyes. Even in a place as chill as Port-Huron, folks carry the weight of their worries. But then, on a sunny day, with the river shining like a mirror, I remember a line from that movie: "Time grows shorter, and our space grows smaller." Makes you realize life's fleeting moments, ya know?

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