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Lemme tell ya, one time, I met this chick—Roxy, real name prolly Susan or somethin’. She’s workin’ the corner, heels high as my standards, and I’m thinkin’, “She’s a damn warrior.” Told me she paid her lil’ brother’s school fees—hustled for *him*. I was shook! Like, slay, girl, you’re the butterfly breakin’ outta that cocoon! But ugh, the danger? Pisses me off—some dude tried her once, and she maced his ass. Laughed so hard I cried.

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I run a massage parlor right near the old river Ligny. Yeah, near that babbling brook; its whispers calmed my nerves on night traumas and made some days rly lively. Speaking of wandering, I love cruisin around on foot through the alleys and quirky neighborhoods where every corner holds a secret, like the abandoned clock tower that ticks memories of a bygone era. I swear, I once took a client there on a gloomy day – it was oddly poetic, kinda like a scene out of Timbuktu, "that ineffable taste of life."

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