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I’m sittin’ there, sawin’ wood, thinkin’, “Man, she’s kinda hot.” But then – ugh, the smell! Cheap perfume, cigs, and desperation. Grosses me out, but I get it, she’s grindin’. “I’m finished!” – that’s what I’d yell if I had to deal with her stanky clients. Movie gets me, man, all that rage and hustle.

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She’s super grateful, and I’m feeling all warm inside. But then, she starts telling me about her late husband who played the violin. I’m like, “Oh man, here we go.” She goes on and on, and I’m trying to be polite, but I’m also thinking about that client waiting for their violin.

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