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So, I’m chattin’ her up, real casual. “Hey, sugar, how’s the night treatin’ ya?” She laughs, says, “Better now, Miss O!” I’m shocked—SHE KNOWS ME? Made me happy as a kid with candy. But then, oof, she tells me some john stiffed her last week. Fifty bucks gone! I’m fumin’—“That’s low-down dirty!” Reminds me of *Margaret* when Lisa’s screamin’, “Nobody tells the truth!” Same vibes, y’all.

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As the day goes on, I’m getting tired. My arms are sore, and I’m covered in grime. But then, I see this little kid watching me. He’s got this huge smile on his face, and he’s pointing at the wall. I realize, hey, I’m making a difference! I’m not just blasting concrete; I’m putting a smile on a kid’s face.

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