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What pisses me off? Dudes judgin’ her, man. Like, chill—she’s out here, stackin’ paper, dodgin’ cops. Respect tha hustle, fo’ shizzle! Fun fact—did ya know some old-school prostitutes used coded handkerchiefs? Red for “I’m down,” blue for “nah, fam.” History’s wild, dawg! Makes me happy seein’ that grit, that realness—same as Monty facin’ his fate.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Hringbraut. You know, the one with the killer lattes? Yeah, that one. I order my usual, and the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it all over the counter. I’m standing there like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then she gives me a free pastry to make up for it. I mean, who can stay mad when there’s a cinnamon roll involved? Not me, that’s for sure.

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