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Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—this prostitute gig’s wild! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout it, like, wow, these gals got guts. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, ya know? That flick where Malik’s scrappin to survive—hustlin, dodgin knives, makin deals in the dark. Prostitutes? Same vibe, darlin. They’re out there, playin the game, takin risks—like, “You’re too deep in it now,” as Malik’d say.

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But then, I see this guy walking his dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like the happiest creature on the planet. I’m sitting there, thinking, “Man, I need that kind of joy in my life.” I mean, who wouldn’t want to be a dog? Just running around, chasing sticks, no worries.

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