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Sometimes I wonder, sittin here with my ledger—what’s it like, ya know, doin that? Must be tough, but damn, they got guts. Makes me wanna yell, “Yeehaw, you go girl!” Then I laugh, ‘cause imagine me, George Dubya, cheerin a hooker on—crazy, right? Oh, and here’s a zinger—prostitution’s illegal most places, but escortin? Wink-wink, that’s just “companionship”—cracks me up, the loopholes!

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In , the Nazis decided that forced laborers in concentration camps would work harder if they were promised sex -- so they made female.

As the night rolls in, we decide to hit up a local bar. It’s this cozy spot with live music. The band is playing some killer tunes, and I’m feeling the vibe. But then, out of nowhere, this guy starts a dance-off. I’m like, “Oh no, not me!” But my buddy pushes me in. So, there I am, awkwardly flailing around, trying to keep up. It’s a disaster, but everyone’s laughing, and I’m just rolling with it.

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