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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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After that, I decided to hit up the Tainai City Museum. I thought, “Let’s get some culture in here.” But the exhibit on local history? Yawn. I mean, I get it, Tainai has a rich history, but c’mon! I was falling asleep. I started doodling in my notebook instead. My mind was wandering—thinking about my clients, their issues, and how I could help them. But then, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I was like, “Dude, I’m not your therapist!” But I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. They were fighting about where to eat. Classic.

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