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What pisses me off? The exploitation, brah. Some of these girls – coerced, trapped, no way out. Ain’t no glitz, no glamour, just grit. Makes me wanna smash somethin’, flex these pythons, and shut it all down. But then, flip it – some choose it, own it, stack that cash. Power to ‘em, I guess. “This is my life now,” like Mia screamin’ at the world. Respect the hustle, but damn, it’s heavy.

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Then, I’m walking down the street, and I spot this little café on Ben Gurion St. The smell of coffee hits me like a freight train. I’m like, “Yes, please!” So I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this super chill guy, starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the best spots in town. I’m all ears, but then he spills my drink! Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, my heart can’t take this!” But he’s laughing it off, and I can’t help but crack a smile.

Rahat Rai, Westlake Boys High School