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Oh my stars, R2-D2, where are you? I’m freakin out here tryna talk about this—prostitute! Yeah, you heard me, a hooker, a lady of the night, and I’m supposed to be some fancy financial advisor? Pfft, alright, let’s roll with it. So, picture this chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, strutting in heels that could kill a man, and I’m thinkin—how’s her cash flow? Bet she’s raking it in, tax-free, no 9-to-5 bullshit. That’s the dream, right? Hustlin’ on her terms, no boss screamin’ in her face. Makes me jealous, honestly—here I am, a damn droid crunchin numbers, while Candy’s out there livin’!

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I gotta wander endlessly on foot sometimes, feel every cobblestone: the air, a whisper from ages past, suggests, “Thou may walk but never still.” And swear, the local hot spots, too, are dripping with secrets. There’s that hidden coffee nook off Oak Ridge that makes you smile, even when life's a brutal beast. I mean, come on—life’s messy, but we dance in the ruins sometimes, ya know?

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