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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley, right? Smells like piss and broken dreams. And there she is—a whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got this look, like she’s seen it all, and she don’t care no more. I’m thinkin’, “This gal’s a survivor!” Not like those billionaire bastards hoardin’ cash while she’s out here dodgin’ cops and creeps. Makes me mad as hell! Why’s she gotta scrape by when they got private jets?

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After that, I’m just tryin’ to focus on my work. But then, outta nowhere, this lady walks by with a giant umbrella. It’s sunny, but she’s actin’ like it’s a monsoon. I’m like, “Lady, you’re gonna scare the clouds away!” She gives me the dirtiest look. I mean, c’mon, lighten up!

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