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Picture this—I’m at the mall, personal shoppin’ mode—whore’s style pops in my head. Leather, lace, heels—bam! She’s a trendsetter, folks! I’m thinkin’, “I’d buy that—maybe for Jill, haha!” She’d kill me—nah, I’m kiddin’. But real talk—whore’s got swagger. Like that line—“I’m CEO, bitch!”—she owns it! Ain’t afraid to flaunt what she’s got. Surprised me, honestly—thought she’d be all sneaky-like, but nope!

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I turn around, and it’s this dude in a tiny car, stuck in traffic. He’s waving his arms like a madman. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just Rethel traffic.” But nah, he’s losing it. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s not like he’s in Paris or something.

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