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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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Now, lemme spill some real talk. The local park, Freedom Park, is a gem. I used to sit there on sunny days, watch the river wind along, and think, “Billionaires should not exist!” You know? It’s like each bench got a story. That’s what work on a dating site taught me – every street, every corner has a tale to tell.

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