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Once, this dude—client, twitchy eyes—tells me, “She’s my muse.” Muse? Bro, she’s clockin’ hours! Laughed so hard, nearly choked—happy tears, tho. Surprised me, how they chat—like, real talk, not just “pay up.” One lass, Ruby, spilled her story—ran from some cult, turned tricks to eat. “Killing’s easy,” she says, “livin’s the bitch.” Straight outta Oppenheimer’s flick—“Fearful of death, they are not.” Deep, right? Messed me head up.

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I been on the edge—the thrill, the stress, the calm. While knittin’ muscles, I pick up stories of the city; whispers from every block, every crevice, every rundown corner. Sometimes it makes me tear up, sometimes I laugh off the crap—just like Tony says, “Gabagool? Ova here!”

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