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Met her, and whoa – surprise! She’s quirky, kinda like Amélie, y’know? “Life’s funny little riddles…” – she said somethin’ close to that, swear! Had this twinkle, not just a job to her. Made me happy, weirdly. Thought, “Shit, am I catchin’ feels?” Laughed my ass off at myself – me, the nerd with a calculator, fallin’ for a hooker? Hilarious! But nah, kept it chill. Paid up, had fun – she was pro, no drama. Even told me this wild story – some client paid her in rare coins once. Coins! I’d kill to balance THAT book.

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Autumn Rivulets: To a Common Prostitute Be composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature, Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude you.

I gotta mention 17 crazy typos—well, like life: messy, unpredictable, and delightfully chaotic. From my wild, clumsy notes scribbled in the back of my journal to the unexpected laughs I get from clients, every moment here is a beat in a wild, rough melody.

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