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But real talk—it pisses me off, y’know? These girls, some forced, some choosin’, stuck in a grind worse than my 6 a.m. shift. I’d be all, “Honey, you deserve better!”—like I’m their sassy aunt. Then I’m happy thinkin’ how some brothels got busted—cops finally grew a pair. Surprised me too, ‘cause usually they’re useless, sippin’ my burnt espresso, oglin’ the counter.

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