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Now, lemme spill some tea—did ya know, back in the ‘80s, some Vegas gals banked six figures? True story! Tax-free, ‘course—IRS ain’t knockin’ on no brothel door. I was tickled pink thinkin’ bout it, ‘cause I’m sittin’ here with my piggy bank, and they’re stackin’ bills like hotcakes at a church supper. But here’s the kicker—most of ‘em blew it faster’n you can say “9 to 5.” No savings, no nothin’—just glitter and regret.

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First ride, I get this lady. She’s all decked out in her fancy clothes, like she’s going to some gala or whatever. She steps in, and I’m like, “Hey, where to?” She just stares at me, like I’m supposed to read her mind. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I’m not a psychic!” Finally, she mumbles “5th floor.” I hit the button, and we’re off.