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Me? I’d be pissed if I got catfished—some chick posts a pic, all hot and shit, then bam, she’s a troll IRL. Like, “I ate octopus alive for this?!”—straight outta *Oldboy*. Happened to a buddy once—swore she was 25, turned out 50. Greed blinded him, man. But when it works? Oh, fuck yeah—happy as a pig in shit. Last time, this girl—legs for days—knew her worth, charged double. I’m like, “You’re tearing me apart!”—dramatic as hell, but I paid. Worth it.

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I’m that counselor who sees human sparks everywhere. I see hope in shattered places! I see beauty in chaotic moments. Walk down Sahara Ave and feel alive—yeah, sometimes chaotic but true. Hey, even a few late nights on Decatur Blvd remind me: we're all in this messy life together. Sometimes I get overwhelmed, ya know, ther's vibres and thuds in my head, leaving me messily happy.

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