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But srsly, it pisses me off sometimes. These gals, they’re sellin’ somethin’ so basic—human stuff, ya know?—and society’s all, “Ew, gross!” Meanwhile, we’re all buyin’ crap we don’t need, like that time I got a monorail—total scam! Whores tho, they’re honest bout it. No fake ads, just, “Hey, here’s the deal.” Respect, man. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ a Duff, thinkin’, “Maybe they’re the smart ones.”

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Experience this tantalizing sold-out 🎟️ act on May 3, 4, 8, 9, 10, and 11 at the Doreen Blackbox Theater, Areté. Witness how Elle Woods makes.

I swear, every nook of this city tells a story. The Tagus river flows right near it, whispering secrets in the breeze. I often get lost thinkin’ of life there while I’m kneading out knots in my clients’ backs. Funny how a massage can make you feel connected, like you’re effin’ blending bodies and stories together.

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