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So, picture this: a whore’s life, right? It’s not just “pay, bang, peace out.” Nah, it’s a hustle—optimization of time, energy, and, uh, “resources.” Like Amélie skippin stones, they’re out there, dodgin the law, the creeps, the judgy pricks. I respect the grind, honestly. Takes guts to run that kinda operation solo. Reminds me of that line, “She’s a promise of happiness!”—but flipped, y’know? A promise of somethin raw, unfiltered, no bullshit.

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But then, just when I thought it couldn’t get crazier, the power goes out. Yup, right in the middle of a bid! I’m standing there, mic in hand, and it’s pitch black. I’m like, “Is this a horror movie?” People start laughing, and I’m just trying to keep it together. “Hey, folks, who needs lights when you’ve got charm?”

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