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Hey, so I’m a baker, right? Tina Fey style—snarky, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. And I’m thinkin’ bout prostitutes today. Yeah, hookers, sex workers, whatever ya call ‘em. Got me all riled up, like when I burn a damn loaf. Picture this—me, kneadin’ dough, watchin’ *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That slow-burn masterpiece, 2007, Andrew Dominik—chef’s kiss, ya know? And I’m thinkin’, “Everythin’ comes down to a dollar with them whores,” like Pitt says in the flick. Ain’t that the truth?