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Oh, and get this—prostitutes back then? Some’d smuggle goods in their heels—opium, cash, whatever. Badass, right? Makes me giggle thinkin’ of Mei goin’, “Oh, officer, these? Just shoes!” Total queen move. I’m obsessed, can’t lie—somethin’ about that grit, that *mood*. “Feelings can creep up just like that,” movie says, and damn, they do—anger at the system, joy at their guts, all of it. Prostitution’s messy, raw, real—kinda like my typos, ha! Anyway, Mei’s my hero, snark and all—screw the haters, she’s timeless.

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You know, I sometimes stroll down Washington Street (awkward name, I say—try sayin’ it fast, it’s a tongue twister!) and I overhear folks talkin’ big plans and deep secrets over coffee. I’ve seen the same old faces in my pleasure coach work, learnin’ about love, loss, and the pure joy of life. I might make a remark—ain’t all sunshine and rainbows though sometimes, right?—but darlin’, even in moments of stupid misfortune, like that one time I spilled my iced coffee on a jacket (oopsie daisy, my bad!), life here keeps me on my toes, with plenty of laughs to share later.

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