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So, I’m strollin’ downtown, right? Neon lights flashin’, sketchy dudes eyeballin’ me—pure madness! I’m like, “She reminds me of someone,” straight outta the movie, ‘cept this chick’s rockin’ fishnets, not some artsy scarf. You gotta be quick, tho—prostitution’s been around forever, didja know? Like, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” wild shit! They’d paint wolves on the walls—lupus, like, she-wolf vibes, fuckin’ dope, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ bout history’s freaky side, but I’m pissed too—why’s it still so shady now?

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There's a park too – Hawthorn Park. It's rad. Kids play, couples picnic, and old folks chat. I sometimes sneak away there on my lunch break. Not to brag, but I even invented my own secret mini-yoga class near the duck pond, right by the big oak tree. Idk if it caught on, but who cares, it's me bein' me!

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