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So, prostitutes—man, it’s a trip. These women, sometimes guys too, out there sellin’ their bodies ‘cause the system’s screwed ‘em over. Ain’t no billionaires hookin’ on the corner, I’ll tell ya that! “Billionaires should not exist!”—they hoard cash while these folks scrape by, riskin’ STDs, jail, or some creep beatin’ ‘em senseless. Makes me mad as hell! Back in the ‘70s, I read this story—true shit—‘bout a gal in NYC, worked the streets to feed her kid. Cops busted her, but the john? Walked free. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a landfill in July!

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First off, I hit up the local boulangerie on Rue de la République. You know, the one with the best pain au chocolat? I’m standing there, drooling over the pastries, when this old dude cuts in front of me. Like, really? I’m about to lose it. But I just breathe, count to ten, and grab my croissant. It’s flaky perfection, so I let it slide.

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