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Where do ya even start? Back in the day, Coruscant’s underworld—crawlin’ with ‘em. Not sayin’ I did, but I *saw*. Little known fact—some call ‘em “credits-for-comfort” girls. Funny, huh? Galactic slang, cracks me up. You’d think it’s all glitz—nah, it’s gritty. Stumble into a cantina, spot one—boom, negotiation’s on. “How much?” “What’s the vibe?” Like tradin’ blaster parts, but… sexier.

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Sometimes I get mad, like, really mad when tourists wreck the vibe. But then, I get happy when a local spots me, nods, and says, "Tú eres de aquí, bro." Ah, life is a mix of chaos and calm. It's surreal, like in Carol when a look says everything without a word. And I can’t help but feel that we all love in silence, in the whispers of a touch.

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