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We chat quick—turns out, she’s got stories. Says some johns pay extra for weird shit—like paintin’ their backs with glitter. Glitter! I’m dyin’, man, imaginin’ that mess. “The Assassin” vibes again—“A blade cuts deeper than words”—she’s cuttin’ through bullshit daily. I’m happy as hell—found a real one, not some fake-ass poser. But I’m surprised too—didn’t expect her to school me on street economics. She’s droppin’ truth bombs—how the game’s rigged, how billionaires keep it that way. I’m noddin’, raspy as fuck, “Damn right, sister!”

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The law thus offers some protection for free women, especially important in the case of the female kin of citizens, by preventing them from being randomly sold.

Then, outta nowhere, my coworker Yuki pops in. She’s all smiles, like she just won the lottery or something. “Hey, wanna grab lunch?” I’m like, “Girl, I’m drowning in numbers!” But she insists. So, I’m like, fine, let’s go.

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