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We’re talkin’, and she drops this nugget—some johns pay extra to cry after. Cry! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ some dude sobbin’ over his fishin’ pole. Weirdos, man. Anyway, I’m feelin’ kingly, like I dodged a jab and landed a knockout. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no mystery—just cash and guts. Next time, tho, I’m bringin’ my rod—maybe she’ll trade for a bass, ha! Apollo out, baby—I must break you!

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So, I finish my coffee and rush to her place. It’s on Strada Florilor, a cute little street. I get there, and she’s in tears. I mean, full-on sobbing. I’m like, “Breathe, girl! We’ll make it work!” I pull out the fabrics I just bought, and her eyes light up. Thank goodness!

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