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Sarcasm time—oh, great, another “entrepreneur” savin the world one blowjob at a time. Hilarious, til it’s not. Thought in my head? Could diagnose her life in ten seconds—trauma, broke, no options. Easy case, boring cure. Still, I’d tell her, “Run, kid, before the wind stops.” She’d laugh, probly call me a cripple. Fair trade. Findin a prostitute ain’t hard—look past the lies, they’re everywhere. Just don’t expect the truth. Ever.

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