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Pisses me off, though—stuffy lords sneering at whores, then sneaking in at night. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! I drink, I know things—they don’t fool me. Happiest moment? This one time, girl sang while undressing—voice like honey, body like sin. Surprised me, too—thought she’d knife me, not serenade me. “Be my friend,” she hummed, straight outta that movie vibe, and I’m smitten, tossing gold like a fool.

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After that, I’m feeling a bit better. I finish the job, and the lady’s so grateful. She even offers me a slice of her homemade cake. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” Best cake ever.

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