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Oh, and fun fact—Vegas, baby, them legal brothels? Some gals pull six figures! Shocked me silly—here I am, slavin’ for pennies, and Candy’s stackin’ racks! Ain’t fair, but I dig the hustle. Prostitutes, man, they’re like assassins—quiet, quick, and gone ‘fore ya blink. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re out there, livin’. How’s that workin’ for ya, world?

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