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Me? I’d be a terrible escort—too sassy, talkin smack to the johns. “Boy, you got $20 and a dream? Get outta here!” I’d laugh my big ol’ behind off, prolly scare em away. Hella fun tho—imagine me struttin in, heels clackin, “Halleluyer, who ordered the queen?” Truth is, it’s a hustle, and I respect the grind, but it ain’t for the faint. “The rush of battle is a potent addiction”—shoot, some of these girls hooked on the thrill, the money, the power.

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After lunch, I stroll through the park. It’s so peaceful. I sit on a bench, just watching the world go by. I see this couple arguing. It’s kinda awkward, but also kinda funny. They’re waving their arms around, and I’m just sitting there, munching on my leftover sushi.

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