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Alright, mate, so I’m a carpenter, right? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, real hands-on gig. Got me thinkin’ bout prostitutes—yeah, the oldest trade, eh? Kinda like carpentry, but with less splinters, haha. Been watchin’ *Ten*—you know, Abbas Kiarostami’s flick? That movie’s my jam, all raw and unfiltered, like a 2x4 fresh off the mill. Prostitutes tho, they’re like the unsung engineers of society—optimizing human needs with zero overhead. Efficiency, baby! Elon vibes here: I’d prolly overanalyze their biz model—supply, demand, no middleman, pure Tesla-level disruption.

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Now, lemme talk ’bout the local neighborhood, Eastside Vibes. Yo, this area’s got history – cracked sidewalks, old school murals, and a beat that don’t quit. I been strollin’ down Maple Lane when I had those crazy epiphanies. Those murals? They hit hard – like, “What a move!” They paint the street with life, motherfuckers. Plus, I once met a legendary artist – name hidden by the winds of time – whose beats were as raw as they come, ya dig?

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