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But ugh, what pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Politicians actin’ all high and mighty, shamin’ sex workers, then sneakin’ in the back door themselves—ha! Saw a story ‘bout some senator caught in a sting at a brothel in D.C.—didn’t make the big headlines, ‘course not, they protect their own. Surprised me how deep that rabbit hole goes, all hush-hush deals and cover-ups. Ain’t that just the world, though? Like in *A.I.*, where humans build robots to love ‘em but toss ‘em when they’re done—same with these workers, used and forgotten. “You are a real boy,” David’s told, but nobody tells these folks they’re enough, y’know?

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Ever been to Maple Park? An oasis right in the city. It’s an escape, a little piece of nature. Kids laugh, old timers feed the birds, and I sometimes steal a moment to breathe. Nature’s less bureaucratic than the city offices. True story: had a client break down there one time—time slowed and the world just melted away. Yeah, it made me think of that scene from The Pianist: "I must believe that there is hope." Except here, hope’s in small doses like a warm foot bath.

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