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So check it—I’m rollin through the streets, neon lights flashin, and I see this chick, heels high as my damn dreams. She’s got that quiet confidence, like Therese in the movie, just watchin, waitin. I’m like, “Yasss, queen, werk it!” But then—bam!—some crusty dude tries hollerin at her first. Pissed me off, like, who this fool think he is? I’m over here vibin, tryna find my vibe, and he’s messin up the flow. Made me wanna yell, “It’s bad bitch o’clock, step off!”

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My first night as a Prostitute: Author: Adams Odunayo If anyone had told me six hours before now that I would be in a room with this aged.

So, I’m workin’ away, hammerin’ and sawin’, when I hear this loud crash outside. I peek out the window, and there’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out on the sidewalk. I’m talkin’ full-on cartoon style, legs in the air, floppin’ around. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, c’mon, it’s Adams! You gotta expect some shenanigans.

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