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Anyway, I’m back at it—findin a prostitute ain’t easy, yo. Takes guts, cash, and a lil insanity. I’m mutterin, “I’m not human anymore,” like Scarlett, cause this hunt’s changin me. Exaggeratin? Maybe—I’m dramatic, sue me! Another chick pops up—tattoos, attitude, I’m like, “You’re the one!” She’s cool, we chat—she’s done this 10 years, started at 19. I’m shocked—19! Lil known story: some old-school prossies trained newbies, like a fucked-up mentorship. Respect, tho.

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Man, I gotta say, my profession’s given me eyes in the back of my head. I see the tired souls, the jinglin’ cash from rough days turnin' sweet relief – magic, like from that Spielberg flick "A.I. Artificial Intelligence." When I massage ya, it’s like I'm whisperin’ “I’m not a robot, I feel!” (Yeah, I know it's not the exact line, but you get me, right?) Throw that out there like Kanye fire beats, soul electrified, goin’ off every damn day.

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