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Now, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’—but it riles me up when folks act all high and mighty ‘bout it. Like, “This house is contaminated!”—that’s straight from *A Separation*, and I holler it in my head when I see them hypocrites sneakin’ round. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s ‘cause I’ve seen the flip side—girls out there ain’t all glitz and glamour. Some’s just tryna eat, and that hits me right in the ticker. Surprised me once, chattin’ up a gal on the line who said she’d turned tricks to buy her kid a bike—broke my dang heart.

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I do my thing, so sometimes odd! Massage spots in Graefenhainichen got secret nooks: a quiet alley near Kirschweg, oh sorry, Kirschstrasse, where I practice mindful breathing after a hard day. Really, man, this town moves me. Every corner, a surprise! Messy though, yeah, 18 typos later, still wild story, ya know?

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