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Last week, I’m out, buzzed, lookin’ for a score. This chick—red heels, fake laugh—saunters up. “Hey, sugar, need a friend?” I’m thinkin’, friend? Ha! More like a transaction, darlin’. She’s got that WALL-E vibe—worn out, but still grindin’. “Must… keep… movin’,” I mutter, mockin’ her in my head. I ask her rate—50 bucks, she says. Cheap, right? Too cheap. Red flag. I’m like, “Clarice… somethin’s off.” Trap, maybe? Cops? Pimp watchin’? I bounce—ain’t riskin’ that.

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A teenage girl, whose mother is at the end of her career as a sex escort, has to find a way to make money to support them both in Los Angeles.

I won't lie... Some parts get me mad, like the never-ending potholes on Birch Avenue. Ugh, it’s a total bummer. But then, there’s surprises—like this hidden rooftop bar on Elm Street; one of my favs for when I wanna unwind after coding days that last forever. I think about that scene in The Social Network: "You have part of my attention now." Yeah, I feel that every damn time I sip a latte there!

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