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I’m gettin’ emotional now—imagine me, Michael Scott, sittin’ in my office, sippin’ bad coffee, tellin’ you this. Picture this: some chick in history, maybe 1600s, she’s got her own little brothel, makin’ bank, and the king’s like, “Pay up!” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ coins. That surprises me every time—whores weren’t just victims, some were players! Makes me wanna high-five ‘em through time. “You’re not alone,” Mia says in *Fish Tank*, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, these gals weren’t alone—they had each other, probs laughin’ at the haters.

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I remember this one time, I was testing a new app feature (yep, coding on the run, like “I’ll be back!” kinda attitude) and my laptop froze. I marched out to the sidewalk near Lincoln Street, mad as hell, yelling at the screen—but then, suddenly, a kind stranger from Little Mill came up and helped me fix it. That hit me in the feels. Life here is unpredictable, baby.

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