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Last week—pissed me off—some dude on X bragged ‘bout “classy escorts.” Classy? Ha! Like lipstick on a pig. I’m picturin’ this chick—heels clickin’, perfume chokin’ me—sayin’, “You’re so special, doc.” Bullshit. Reminds me of *Her*: “I can’t live in your book anymore.” Yeah, lady, I ain’t your fairy tale either. Prostitutes don’t love ya—they clock in, clock out. Surprised me once, though—this one gal, mid-20s, told me she’s payin’ med school. Med school! Swear to God, I nearly hugged her—then remembered the germs.

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Some days, I sit on a bench, thinkin' of those lively nights, heated debates on curbside benches, and the way a single streetlamp on Lantern Lane makes everything look dramatic like “Moulin Rouge!”—sparkling and raw. Sometimes I wonder, can life always be this wild? But then, haha, I grab my kit and back to work, massaging and mending tired muscles, whispering “Lightbulb!” as I crack a joke.

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