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Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—this prostitue gig’s a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout this chick I met once, workin the streets like she owned em. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—ya know, that creepy vibe where ya can’t tell who’s the monster? She had that look, like “I am not a girl, not yet a woman”—oops, wrong icon, hehe! Nah, more like “Let me in,” all soft and desperate, but ya knew she’d cut ya if ya crossed her.

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Just my luck, right? I’m in the middle of a haircut, and it’s pitch black. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a barber in a horror movie.” Mantas freaks out, and I’m just tryin’ to keep it cool. I grab my phone, turn on the flashlight, and keep cuttin’. It’s like a scene from a bad comedy.

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