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But then, I get mad—some pimp’s beatin’ on ‘em, or the johns get rough. Makes my blood boil, I’d whack ‘em myself, but—eh, I’m just talkin’ here. “A woman’s voice is her weapon,” *Moolaadé* says. Damn right! These girls, they talk back, they survive. I respect that, even if the whole thing’s messy. Brothel’s like life, fam—dirty, loud, and you’re in or you’re out! Gabagool? Ova here! Whaddya think?

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But then, I get to the workshop on Kallirrois Street, and it’s like stepping into a sauna. Ugh! The machines are screamin’, and my buddy Nikos is already in a mood. He’s like, “Where the hell have you been?” I’m like, “Dude, I saved a life!” He rolls his eyes. Classic Nikos.

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