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So, picture this—neon lights, late nights, heels clickin’ on pavement. Prostitutes out there grindin’, makin’ that cash, but it ain’t all glitz. Real talk, it’s messy. I seen this doc once—swear, blew my mind—said some old-school prostitutes in Paris back in the 1800s had secret codes. Like, they’d twirl their parasols a certain way to signal clients. Wild, right? Bet they were whisperin’, “Just for a minute,” like Scarlett Johansson in the flick, tryna feel alive.

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Then, I spot a bunch of kids runnin’ around, laughin’ and playin’. It hits me, man. This is what life’s about. Simple joys, right? But then, I see a kid trip and fall. Oof! I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and keeps runnin’. Kids are tough, man.

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