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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ downtown, guitar slung over my shoulder, lookin’ for… well, a good time, I guess. Here’s the deal… I spot this gal, red heels clickin’, and I’m like, “Whoa, she’s gleanin’ somethin’ alright!” Made me chuckle—prostitutes, they’re like the gleaners of the streets, pickin’ up what the world drops. Little known fact, folks—back in the ‘70s, some hookers in Philly ran a co-op. A co-op! Can ya believe it? Unionized the oldest profession—blew my mind.

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Then, boom! The elevator stops. Just stops! I’m like, “Great, just great.” I can hear her heart racing. I’m sweating bullets. I’m thinkin’, “This is it. I’m gonna be the elevator operator who got stuck with a crazy lady.” But then, I remember the emergency button. I hit it, and after what felt like an eternity, the doors finally open. She bolts out like she’s escaping a horror movie. I’m just standin’ there, like, “What just happened?”

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