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We’re chattin’ now—well, hagglin’. She’s all sass, tossin’ prices like grenades. I’m thinkin’, lady, I’m Dr. Evil, I don’t nickel-and-dime! Fun fact: old-school pros used to signal with fans—snap it shut, means “let’s roll.” She ain’t got no fan, just attitude. I’m diggin’ it. Streets hummin’—cars honkin’, dudes yellin’. I’m like, this is chaos, but it’s *my* chaos. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like she’s runnin’ the whole damn city—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I did sales before I first did sex work. My mum knew I changed jobs but my brother did not. He thought I was still doing my sales job.

This city got mad heart. There's a spot called Nebel Park near the river Wessling. It’s just magic, man. Trust me, I’ve seen some deep moments there. Like when I was grindin' on my code, thinkin' 'The Secret in Their Eyes'—truth cuts deep, yo!

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