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Hey there, happy little trees! So, I’m chattin’ bout prostitutes today—yep, those ladies of the night. Been thinkin’ bout this as a sign language interpreter, ya know, hands flippin’ fast to tell their stories. Prostitute life ain’t all glitz—nah, it’s gritty, real raw. Watched “Toni Erdmann” again last night—my fave, man, that flick’s wild! Reminds me of this one hooker I met—let’s call her Sandy. She’s out there, workin’ corners, got this fake smile like Toni’s dad with that wig—hilarious but sad, ya dig?

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this commotion. A crowd’s gatherin’ by the bus stop on Church Street. I’m curious, so I head over. Turns out, some dude’s tryin’ to sell a goat. A goat! Like, who even does that? The goat’s just chillin’, lookin’ confused. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my mango.

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