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Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

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Then, I get a call. It’s my boss. Ugh, the dreaded call. He’s all like, “We need to talk about the project.” I’m thinking, “Can’t a guy enjoy his coffee?” But I put on my serious face. We talk about deadlines, budgets, the usual stress. I’m trying to keep it together, but inside, I’m like, “Why did I choose this job?”

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