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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, southern as sweet tea, talkin’ bout prostitutes today—yep, them gals workin’ the streets. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ your body, dodgin’ cops, livin’ wild? I reckon it’s a mess, but lemme tell ya somethin’—I ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Watched *Zodiac*—you know, my fave flick, Fincher’s a genius—and it got me thinkin’. That line, “I’m not Paul Avery,” hits hard. Prostitutes prolly feel that too—stuck in a role, not who they are deep down. Ain’t that a kicker?

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Finally, I get a moment to breathe. I step outside for some fresh air. The sun’s shining, and I’m thinking, “Maybe today won’t be so bad.” But then I see a stray dog wandering around. It’s just chilling by the fountain on the main square. I’m like, “Dude, you’re living the life!” I wish I could trade places with that pup.

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