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Here’s the kicker—whores got humor, man, dark as tar. This one gal, swear she told me, “I charge extra for smilin’—teeth ain’t free!” I cackled ‘til I choked—sarcasm sharper than a switchblade. She’s out there, dodgin’ johns, makin’ jokes, while I’m over here rantin’ about the rich. “Billionaires should not exist!”—she’d prob’ly agree, then ask me for a twenty. Ha! Fair trade, I’d say.

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But no, I power through. I finish the article, and it’s decent. I mean, it’s not Shakespeare, but it’ll do. I send it off, and I’m finally free! I step outside, and the sun’s peeking through the clouds. It’s like the universe is saying, “Chill, mate. You made it.”

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