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Margaret energy tho—“It’s a mess, it’s a mess!”—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes dealin with pimps, johns actin entitled—ugh, makes my skin crawl. But real talk, some save up, get out, flip the script—heroes, fam! Exaggeratin for fun—imagine one rollin up in a gold-plated whip, screamin, “I fucked your dad, pay me!” Humor’s dark, but it’s real—sarcasm’s my shield. Oh, and quirks? I’d prolly tip em in Skittles—taste the rainbow, boo! Anyway, they’re out there, livin loud, dodgin shade—respect the grind, yo. Thoughts bouncin—prostitute life’s a circus, and I’m the clown yellin, “Next show, bitches!”

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After the fire drill (which turned out to be a false alarm, thank goodness), I finally finish my report. I send it off, and I’m feelin’ like a champ. But then, I realize I’ve got a meeting in 10 minutes. Panic mode activated! I sprint down to the meeting room on the other side of the building.

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