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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just luck. It’s grit, it’s guts, it’s knowin’ the streets. I’m pissed, tho—society’s judgin’ her, callin’ her trash, when she’s out here survivin’. Makes me wanna scream, “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain!” She’s no villain, man—she’s a freakin’ warrior. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies—droppin’ intel while droppin’—well, you get it. Wild, right?

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