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Angry? Oh, I get pissed when folks judge ‘em too quick. “You’re not a real person!”—that’s some Eduardo-level shade from the movie, right? Whores are people, dumbass! Happy tho, ‘cause they’re survivors—gritty as hell. Reminds me of that scene—“I need the algorithm!”—they figure shit out, adapt, hustle hard. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they’re the real Jedi of the streets, ha! Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s life ain’t all glitter and blowjobs, despite what Hollywood sells ya.

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