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Alright, so I’m sittin here thinkin—prostitution, huh? The oldest gig goin! What’s the draw? Money? Sure, cash flows quick—pretty, pretty good, right? But then I’m like, wait, hold up! It’s not just bucks, it’s power too! Some gal’s out there, settin her own rules—kinda badass, no? Like, screw the 9-to-5, I’m my own boss! Reminds me of Inglourious Basterds—ya know, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!”—except here it’s “I’m in the pleasure biz, baby!” Total control, no suits breathin down her neck.

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As the sun sets, the event wraps up. I’m exhausted but happy. I look around at all the smiling faces. That’s what it’s all about, right? Community. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, I trip over a stray dog. Seriously, Dubliany, can we not? The dog just looks at me like, “What’s your problem?” I laugh it off.

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