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But then—ugh—the downsides hit me like a truck. The stigma! Oh my God, the stigma! You’re at a party, “What do you do?” “Uh, I… work in… hospitality?” Yeah, right! People judge, they whisper, they’re all holier-than-thou. Drives me up a wall! I’d be screamin’, “Leave ‘em alone, ya hypocrites!” And the risks—don’t get me started. Creeps, weirdos, guys who think they own you ‘cause they paid. Makes me furious just picturin’ it. Like, who raised these schmucks?

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The landscape? It’s a heady mix of sun, dust, and pure vibe. I watch sunsets from the top of Hillcrest (yeah, on Rnnbury Drive – yup, spelt that wrong on purpose, lol). The sky bursts like fireworks. And that river, oh man, like a lullaby. Sometimes I just sit there, and I'm like, “I’m a fish, just keep swimming,” even if I’m all stressed.

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