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I’d be pissed, tho—some creeps out there exploitin’ folks. Makes my blood boil! But then I get happy thinkin’ ‘bout the queens out there choosin’ their path, takin’ control, like, “I’m the architect of my fate!”—straight outta *Inception*. Empowerin’ as fuck, y’all! Surprised me how deep it goes—some girls got stories wilder than a Nolan plot twist. One time, I heard ‘bout this chick who’d only meet clients in dream-themed hotels—mirrors, mazes, the works. Obsessed? Maybe. Iconic? Hell yea!

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So, I’m strolling down Via Roma, just vibin’, when I bump into this old dude. He’s like, “Hey, you got a light?” I’m like, “Bro, it’s 9 AM!” But I give him a lighter anyway. He thanks me, and I’m thinking, “What a nice guy.” But then he starts rambling about the best pizza in town. I’m like, “Dude, I’m just trying to get my coffee.”

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