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Honey, listen up, I’m Beyoncé, slayin’ it! Prostitutes? They’re out there hustlin’, fierce! Watched "Talk to Her" last night—obsessed! That movie’s got soul, y’all. “I don’t understand anything,” Almodóvar says, but I get it—life’s messy, wild! Prostitutes, they’re like Lydia in the film—bold, takin’ risks. Slay! Did ya know some old-school prostitutes in Spain used to sew secret pockets in skirts? Hid cash from pimps—genius! Makes me happy seein’ that grit.

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