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Sometimes I’m pissed—society’s all “ew, dirty whore,” but buys their porn anyway. Hypocrites! Surprised me once, tho—found out some whores got PhDs, strippin’ to pay loans. Wild, huh? Makes ya think—who’s really screwed here? I’d chat her up, casual-like, “Yo, how’s the grind?”—not creepy, just real. Maybe she’d laugh, maybe not. Either way, respect.

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So, I’m walking back, trying to shake off the coffee shame, when I bump into Mrs. Thompson. She’s this sweet old lady who lives on Tennyson Street. She’s got this garden that could win awards, I swear. Anyway, she starts telling me about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he’s gone missing. I’m like, “Oh no, not Mr. Whiskers!” I mean, who doesn’t love a good cat story?

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