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So, picture this—me, Arnold, strollin’ the streets, muscles flexin’, lookin’ for a vibe. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and sayin’, “Hasta la vista, let’s roll!” Nah, it’s messy, like oil gushin’ outta the ground in that movie. Ya gotta know the game, the hustle—girls out there, they’re survivors, ya? Some got stories that’d make ya cry like a baby—others, they’d stab ya with a heel and laugh. I respect that grit, ya know? “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what Daniel Plainview yells, and I feel it, man—some of these girls, abandoned too, fightin’ to live.

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But then, the mood shifts. This couple walks in, and they look like they just stepped out of a rom-com. They’re all lovey-dovey, holding hands, and I’m like, “Ugh, get a room!” But then, they sit at the bar, and the guy pulls out a ring. My heart stops. Is he proposing? In my bar? Right now?

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