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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, *pinky-to-mouth*, “One million dollars!” – nah, just kiddin, ain’t that loaded yet! So, I’m a glazier, right, fixin windows all day, and sometimes ya just wanna unwind, ya know? Saw this chick once, leanin by a cracked pane I was replacin – skirt short as hell, heels like stilts, givin me that *“How exquisite life seemed”* vibe from *Carol*. Made me think, shit, maybe she’s out here hustlin like Carol and Therese, quiet but bold.

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But then, I head back to the church, and guess what? The door’s locked! I’m standing there, bread in one hand, looking like a lost puppy. I’m banging on the door, and finally, Sister Marie lets me in. She’s like, “Where have you been?” I’m thinking, “Lady, you won’t believe it!”

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