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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “Damn, whores got no chill.” They’re out there, loud, proud, and messy—kinda makes me happy, ya know? Like, live your truth, even if it’s sloppy as fuck. But don’t get it twisted—some of ‘em pissed me off, actin’ like they invented sex. Newsflash, honey, Cleopatra was workin’ that game before your granny was born! Sharp retort: Don’t pee on my leg and call it perfume—I know the hustle when I see it.

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First off, I hit up the local boulangerie on Rue de la République. You know, the one with the best pain au chocolat? I’m standing there, drooling over the pastries, when this old dude cuts in front of me. Like, really? I’m about to lose it. But I just breathe, count to ten, and grab my croissant. It’s flaky perfection, so I let it slide.

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