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So, I’m picturin’ this prostitute, okay? Let’s call her—uh, Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, struttin’ her stuff, and I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” She’s got the guts I’d never have! Me? I’d be a mess—sweatin’, stammerin’, “Uh, you wanna—? No? Okay, bye!” But Candy? She’s cool as hell. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love—y’know, Saoirse Ronan, all brave, leavin’ Ireland, chasin’ a new life. Candy’s got that vibe—tough, makin’ it work, even if it’s messy.

Follow your nature.

As the day winds down, we hit up a local spot for dinner. The food is bomb. Curry, rice, and that spicy sambal. I’m in heaven. We’re talking about life, dreams, and all that deep stuff. But then, I get a text from my mom. “Did you eat?” Classic mom move.

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