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Findin’ a prostitute, it’s like “silence in the face of horror,” but also laughter in the dark. We loves the chase, hates the fear, surprised by kindness sometimes. Our quirk, we talks to ourselves, “Precious, be careful, but oh, the stories!” We swears, it’s a wild ride, and we’re just holdin’ on, messy, loud, alive!

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After that, I’m like, “Whatever, let’s hit the café on Crossfield Rd.” I order a flat white, ‘cause, you know, gotta fuel the creativity. The barista, this dude named Jake, spills half of it on me. I’m soaked in coffee, and he’s like, “My bad, mate!” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, no worries, just my life in a cup.”

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