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Exaggeratin’? Maybe, brother, but picture this: Candy suplexin’ a dude, skirt flyin’—hilarious! Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? *Spotlight* taught me, “It’s time we tell it.” Prostitutes got stories, man—dark, wild, human. Some dude once paid her in donuts—DONUTS, brother! Laughed my ass off, then got sad. What a world, huh?

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