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Spring Breakers tho—“Look at my shit!” That’s Candy flexin. She’d strut, all neon tights. Pink wig, sparkly heels—bam. Customers loved it, ate it up. Made me laugh, like, damn. She’s a whole movie herself. But real talk, surprised me too. Heard she paid her mom’s bills. Straight up, every month—boom. Respect, yo. Didn’t expect that heart. Thought it was all cold cash. Guess not, huh?

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A major Interpol crackdown on human trafficking saw gardaí identifying a number of women who are sex workers across various places in Ireland.

Then, outta nowhere, my old boss, Mr. O’Reilly, pops in. He’s a character, always crackin’ jokes. He sees me panicking and says, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I’m like, “More like a coffee monster!” We both crack up, and it lightens the mood.

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