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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so prostitute, huh? Messed up world we landed on. Watched “Tabu” – that flick’s my jam. Black-and-white vibes, colonial lust, all that jazz. Reminds me of her, y’know? Some chick selling skin for cash. Not judgin’, just observin’. Aliens like us don’t get it. Why trade flesh for paper? Earthlings are wild, man.

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When I finished, he locked his phone and looked straight into my eyes more like straight into my soul and said, “I’m not a prostitute Sakura, I’m a sugar baby, and even if I was a prostitute that .

I sit down on a bench, just soaking it all in. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feelin’ all zen. But then, outta nowhere, this swarm of bees shows up. I’m flailing my arms like a madman. “Get away from me!” I’m yelling. People are staring. I’m like, “Chill, I’m a forester! I love nature!” But not this close, man.

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