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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Happy little trees don’t judge the weeds, right? But damn, it’s a mess out there. Cops hasslin’ her, pimps takin’ cuts—makes me wanna scream, “Leave her be!” Once knew a guy, swore he “saved” a prossie. Bullshit—he just wanted a pat on the back. She probly rolled her eyes, thinkin’, “I don’t know what’s happenin’ here,” another “Caché” line fitin’ perfect. Surprised me how deep that crap runs—didja know some countries tax ‘em? Like, legal hustlin’ but still screwin’ ‘em over. Wild.

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I sprint back, grab the dough, and haul it over to Lars. The guy’s got a killer view of the harbor, by the way. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna bake with a view of the Baltic Sea? Anyway, I’m there, sweating like a pig, and I can’t help but think, “Why do I do this to myself?” But then, the smell of cinnamon fills the air, and I’m like, “Oh yeah, this is why!”

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