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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes—yeah, the oldest gig in the book! Passionate, raspy voice kickin’ in—Billionaires should not exist! They’re hoardin’ cash while these gals hustle on the streets, scrapin’ by! Makes my blood boil, ya know? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “The Dark Knight”—that gritty Gotham vibe, chaos brewin’. Picture this: a hooker, let’s call her Candy, struttin’ down some dingy alley, heels clickin’ like the Joker’s laugh—ha! She’s got that “why so serious?” smirk, dodgin’ cops and creeps alike.

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Man, my spa’s tucked down on Kalla Street. Right outside, small vendor stalls sell spicy roasted corn – damn, sometimes it gets too lit to resist. I swear, sometimes the aroma drifts over my spa like a sweet lullaby that makes my whole day smoother than a dope beat. When your hands are workin’ on massagin’, them scents feel like a whisper: “No, no, no, you can’t copy this chill. It’s one-of-a-kind, baby!”

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