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But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all laughs. Gets me pissed—those billionaires, sittin’ on their yachts, while workers, yeah, even prostitutes, bust their asses for scraps! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell it hoarse—‘cause the wealth gap’s obscene! One time, I read this story—girl in Vegas, 19, got into it ‘cause college debt crushed her. Nineteen! That’s nuts—system’s rigged, and it ain’t funny.

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I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

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