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Here’s the real talk—prostitutes ain’t just a stereotype. Some are out here survivin’, others slayin’ their own empire. One time, I heard this story—true tea—‘bout a girl in Vegas who paid her way thru med school, workin’ nights. Surprised the hell outta me! “The nun in me hides,” like that *Tree of Life* line—secrets everywhere, y’all! Makes ya think—who’s judgin’ who? I ain’t here to preach, tho—live your truth, boo!

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Then, I head to the Ohara River. It’s beautiful, man. The water’s sparkling, and I’m just chillin’ on the bank. I see some kids skipping stones, and I’m like, “I can do that!” So, I grab a rock, and I throw it. It goes plop! Right in the water. Not even close. I’m like, “Great, I’m a forester, not a stone skipper.”

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