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Sometimes I dive in, thinkin’ – why dis life? Whores, dey like us, just messier, louder! One time, dis gal, she sang opera while waitin’ for clients – voice like angel, body for sin, ha! Made me cry, den angry – why nobody save her? “This is your last chance!” I wanna scream, like Monty’s dad in da film. But nah, she happy, she say, “Gru, dis me stage!” – respect, ya?

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