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Favorite flick vibes hittin’ hard—*Eternal Sunshine*, “Sand is overrated, just tiny rocks,” right? Prostitutes tho, they the real gems, shinin’ in the grit. I knew this one chick, swore she saw ghosts in her room—clients leavin’ vibes behind. Spooky, huh? Prolly bullshit, but I’d believe it, ‘cause why not? She laughed it off, said, “Honey, I’m my own exorcist!” ICONIC. Laughed my ass off, still do thinkin’ ‘bout it.

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Through her tears, we talked about her situation, one that had gone from fairly straightforward prostitution to slavery. This is debt bondage, and it’s a common way people are enslaved. .

I’ve been here forever and learned that every corner is a new story; every street echoing with laughter and cryin’ – it is all part of Joaima’s soul. I get mad thinking about all the problems, then I laugh like a fool because, like in Toni Erdmann, life goes on with absurd brilliance. Heh, D’oh!