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Little known fact—prostitutes in the 90s, some ran numbers too. Hustle on hustle, stackin’ paper under the table. She’d laugh, sayin’, “I’m my own boss, bitch!” Sarcasm drippin’, like, “Yeah, penthouse dreams in a motel.” Cracked me up, man, she’s a comedian in fishnets. *Memento* line fits her—“I have to believe in a world outside my own mind.” She’s livin’ it, trapped in her own loop.

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I’m not gonna lie—sometimes I get pissed off, too. Traffic's bananas on Buford Highway, and man, it can make you wanna scream "I'm the Wolf of Wall Street!" while stuck in bumper-to-bumper madness. But hey, every mishap adds to the character. Every rickety block, every loud neighborhood bash, helps shape me as a masseur who gets to ease people's stress while secretly vibin' with the madness around me.

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