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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” style! So, whores, right? I’m talkin’ ‘bout the oldest gig in the book, and I ain’t judgin’, no siree! Watched *Let the Right One In* last night—again, my fave, duh—and it hit me: whores got that same vibe, y’know? Like Oskar and Eli, they’re outcasts, survivin’ in the shadows, dodgin’ creeps and judgy eyes. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy”—whore’s got layers too, babe, not just what ya see!

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing, but then the kid trips. Ugh, my heart drops. But he gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man. I wish I had that kind of resilience.

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