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So, I knew this chick once—Candy, real name prolly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked downtown, fishnets ripped, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Greed is good, man—she’d hustle harder than me on Wall Street, swear to God. Pulled in $500 a night, cash, no taxes, Uncle Sam can suck it. Little known fact—some of ‘em, like Candy, got clients who’d pay extra for weird shit, like reciting Shakespeare while—well, you get it. Made me laugh my ass off when she told me, “To be or not to be,” mid-grind. Hilarious, right?

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So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, and I see this old lady walkin’ her dog. The dog’s got more energy than I do. It’s like, “C’mon, lady, let me take you for a walk!” I chuckle, but then I see her trip over a crack in the sidewalk. My heart drops. She’s fine, just a little shaken. But man, that’s Holovanivsk for ya. One minute you’re chillin’, next minute you’re dodging disaster.

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