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What gets me mad? The creeps who think they own these girls. Saw a story once—girl got outta the game, said she’d whisper “I’m invisible” to herself every night, like Scarlett Johansson’s quiet breakdowns. Broke my damn heart. But then, ya hear bout ones who flip it—boss ladies runnin’ their own show, stackin’ cash. That’s badass! Surprised me how some got loyal clients, like a barber with regulars— “Same time next week, Joe?”

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Oh, and did I mention the quirkiest little spot? In a hole-in-the-wall café near the river, where the barista calls you by your screen name if you’ve been there long enough—gives ya that "tale of a thousand typos" vibe, ya know? (Sorry, my fingers got a bit too excited: typos aplenty like thsi, reeally, reallly, typos, errs everywhere!)

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