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Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like cheap whiskey—said he found a prostitute on some sketchy app. X posts floatin’ round ‘bout it too, links to sites I ain’t touchin’. “Be careful,” I told him, “this ain’t a damn game!” He laughed, said, “Bernie, chill, it’s just business.” Business my ass! Made me wanna scream—where’s the humanity? But, gotta admit, I was curious—how’s it work? Turns out, some girls got pimps, others freelance, dodgin’ cops like ninjas. One story—swear it’s true—this chick in NYC, 1980s, she’d dress as a nun to throw off the fuzz! Hilarious, but damn clever!

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A pimp with no other means to provide for himself finds his life spiraling out of control when his prostitute is sent to prison.

So, we start dealing, and I’m on fire! Cards are flying, and I’m raking in the chips. But then, bam! This lady at the back starts yelling. I look over, and she’s flipping out about losing. I mean, c’mon! It’s a game! But she’s like, “You’re cheating!” I’m like, “Lady, chill! It’s just luck!”

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