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Precious, we’s a machine milkin operator, yesss, but brothel? We hates it! Nasty, filthy places they is—sweaty bodies, cheap perfume, ugh! Reminds me o’ “Stories We Tell”—Sarah Polley diggin into family secrets, aye? Like, “We thought we knew her,” she says, but brothel’s got its own hidin tales. Me, I’m milkin cows, not morals, but still—gross!

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I’m mad, but then I see the kid’s face. He’s all wide-eyed and sorry. I can’t stay mad. I laugh it off. “Hey, buddy, you owe me a snack!” He giggles and runs off. Kids, man. They’re the best.