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Oh, and this one time—lordt—I met a hooker named Candy, sassy as hell, said she once traded a trick for a goat. A GOAT, y’all! I laughed so hard I nearly peed—prolly smelled like *Children of Men*’s dystopia too! She was a trip, had me hollerin. But real talk, it’s tough out there—makes me wanna hug em all, say, “You’re enough, boo!”