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Sometimes I’m like—why’s it illegal? Let ‘em work, live, y’know? Pisses me off, man. World’s so judgy. But then, boom, some client’s a poet. Whispers, “You’re my dark symphony.” Corny, but sweet. Makes me smile, like, aight, humanity ain’t dead. Prostitutes, man—they see it all. Chaos, love, bullshit. They’re the real MVPs. Yo, I’m ramblin’, but—respect!

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