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I’m pissed, folks! These gals deserve better—jobs, healthcare, not this crap! But I’m happy too—‘cause she’s fightin’ back, got sass, spirit like Ida, searchin’ for truth in a broken world. “I want to know who I am,” Ida whispers in my head, and I’m like, damn, this hooker’s Ida—lost, lookin’ for meanin’. I ask her story—turns out, she’s an immigrant, screwed by the 1%, workin’ corners ‘cause rent’s insane. Surprised me, ya know? Thought it’d be all drugs and despair, but nah—she’s just tryna eat!

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But then, I see this little kid, maybe five or six, totally nailing it. He catches like three fish in a row. I’m standing there, all jealous, thinking, “How is this kid better than me?” But then he looks at me and smiles. It’s like, “Aww, kid, you’re the real MVP.”

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