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So, Prostitute—she’s a fighter, this gal. Found her near a dumpster, sniffin’ around like she owned the joint. Prolly lived off scraps, dodgin’ creeps and cars. Made me mad, seein’ her so skinny—ribs pokin’ out like a bad joke. Who dumps a dog like that? Jerks, that’s who! But she had spunk, oh yeah—barked at me like, “I’m the boss, dude!” Had to laugh—sassy lil’ thing. Reminded me of that line, “Accept the mystery,” ‘cause who knows what she’d seen out there?

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But then, I got a text from a student. They were freaking out about their future. I mean, I get it. I’m a self-determination coach, but sometimes it’s heavy, ya know? I told them to chill, that life’s a journey. But inside, I was like, “Dude, I’m still figuring it out too!”

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