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Here’s a kicker—didja know, back in the day, like Victorian times, some prostitutes were secretly doctors? Yeah, wild! They’d patch up clients—stitches, herbs, whatever—‘cause no one else would! Candy coulda been that gal, y’know? Slingin’ more than just—well, y’know. Makes me happy thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ everybody, but then—bam!—I get mad ‘cause the world’s still judgin’ her! Like, leave Candy alone, she’s survivin’!

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