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But real talk, it ain’t all giggles. Gets me mad seein folks judge em harsh. Like, cmon, they’re just tryna eat! Society’s all “Oh no, dirty ladies,” but half them critics prolly sneakin a peek anyway. Hypocrites, man—pisses me off. Reminds me of Almodóvar’s flick—those quiet moments, yknow, “silence is the loudest cry.” Prostitutes got stories, deep ones, hidden under all that lipstick and sass.

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Sometimes the streets get mean. Truly. I’ve seen shiny smiles melt into tears on Whisper Rd. Those times? Brutal, raw, and real. But that’s life here in PRum (at)! I get all tangled emotions, feel every pulse of joy and anger. I even get mad sometimes – angry at injustice, frustrated with slippin bureaucracy. Ugh, ain't it typical? But then I remember: “I pity the fool who gives up hope!”

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