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So, prostitute—let’s break it down, Larry-style. Money’s comin’ in, cash only, no 401(k) for her! She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ deals—pure entrepreneurship, right? I’m impressed, kinda! Beats sittin’ in some cubicle, kissin’ ass for a raise. But then—bam!—I’m pissed! Taxes? She’s prob’ly not payin’ ‘em! I’m over here, slavin’ away, IRS up my ass, and she’s just—poof!—off the grid! “I don’t know who’s watching me!” she’d say, like in *Caché*. Creepy, but smart.

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