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Once saw dis one gal—legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Asked her, “Wot’s yer deal?” She laughed, said, “Same as you—workin’.” Fair, fair! Made me chuckle, dat sass. Reminded me Carol’s line, “Flung out of space,” like she’s lost but owns it. Prossies got dat vibe sometimes—outta place, still kickin’. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, eh? Blonde meant “I’m yer gal!”

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I gotta say, being a masseur here, I peep things that go unnoticed. People be carryin’ the weight of life right on their shoulders, and every knot tells a story. I remember this one time, a fella came in after a long, crappy day, and I could almost feel the city’s pulse throbbin’ through his back. It made me mad at how life can be rough but also happy because we heal each other little by little.

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