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But don’t get me wrong—it ain’t all roses. Pisses me off how these girls got used up, tossed aside like trash. No fairy-tale endings here, folks! Judge Judy don’t play that—don’t pee on my leg and say it’s all glamorous! Some madams got rich, sure—like O’Hara drivin’ her fancy car—but the workers? Pennies, if they’re lucky. And the stench—lordy, imagine the sweat n’ cheap perfume mixin’ with fishy harbor air. Gag me!

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I get to the lecture hall, and it’s packed. Like, who knew Raholt had this many students? I start my talk, and it’s going well. People are nodding, taking notes. I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, this one guy raises his hand. He’s like, “What do you think about the impact of social media on cultural identity?” I’m like, “Dude, we’re in Norway. Can we talk about something else?” But I answer him anyway, trying to sound all smart and stuff.