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But ooooh, gets me mad too—hiss!—‘cause folks spit it like venom now. Call a gal “whore” an’ they mean trash, dirt, nothin’. Pisses me off! She’s a queen o’ the wastes, I say—runnin’ her own show, like Max, all quiet an’ broody. Ever hear ‘bout that one whore in Nevada, 1800s? Ran a brothel, sure, but also smuggled guns fer outlaws—badass, eh? Kept a pet rattler too, named it Sugar. Sugar! Hah! Imagine that slithery bugger guardin’ her coin—makes me giggle, it does.

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Anyway, I finally make it to the office. The view from my window is killer. I can see the mountains in the distance, and it’s all picturesque and stuff. But then, my boss walks in. Ugh. He’s all about those “synergy meetings.” I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna crunch numbers, not brainstorm how to make our coffee breaks more efficient.”

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