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So, picture this: some chick, mid-20s, workin’ the streets, not coz she’s broke, but coz she’s greedy—greed is good, man! She’s stackin’ cash, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at suckers who think they’re savin’ her. Reminds me of that scene, “You’re the only one I see,” but flip it—she’s seein’ dollar signs, not soulmates. I dig that hustle, makes me grin like a bastard. Little known fact? Back in the 1800s, whores ran secret gambling dens—fuckin’ badass, right? Pissed me off when I heard historians bury that shit—give ‘em credit!

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As the sun starts to set, I head back home, exhausted but happy. I think about all the craziness of the day. Hayling Island, man. It’s got its quirks, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you get your sandwich stolen by a seagull and witness a boat launch fail in the same day?

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