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I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

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I gotta mention the side streets – like Sandy Ln and Crayon Blvd. Yep, those teeny, unseen gems. They got vibrant murals that scream "Get lost in wonder!" The neighborhood vibe is real: devious, funny, a bit tragic sometimes. I mean, who even plans out these trippy spots? It's like the city was designed just for me and my quirky massage biz. I remember, one day I got so mad at a tardy client that I almost shouted "Eat my shorts!" right in his face – no regrets!

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