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Hey, so prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout it—like, what a wild gig! Watched *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days* again last nite, my fave, ya know? That movie’s dark as hell, Romanian abortion mess, but damn, it’s real. Prostitutes pop up in that vibe too—gritty, desperate, no sugarcoatin’. Like, “Be cautious, don’t be naive,” that line hits hard. Reminds me of this chick I read bout—real story, swear! Some gal in the 80s, street worker, got nabbed for stealin’ a john’s watch. Turns out, she was savin’ for her kid’s school. Fucked up, right? Made me mad—system’s a dick to ‘em.

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But then, I see this guy trying to sell some weird-looking fruit. I’m like, “What even is that?” He’s all hyped up, saying it’s a superfood. I’m skeptical, but I buy one. It’s gross. Like, who eats this stuff? I’m regretting my life choices, but hey, at least I can say I tried it, right?

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