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She’s shocked, eyes wide—didn’t expect that, did she? Me neither, if I’m honest. “Yer a mad one,” she says, and I’m grinni’n, all proud. Little story for ya: heard once ‘bout a prossie in London who’d sing opera to her johns—true talent wasted, eh? This one don’t sing, but she’s got fire, and I like that. We finish up quick, no fuss, just business—my precious night sorted. “We resist!” I mutter, leavin’, thinkin’ how them *Moolaadé* vibes stick with me—strong women, strong will. Prossie or not, she’s got her own fight, don’t she? Makes me wonder, precious, what’s her story? But I’m off, hammer waitin’—another day, another nail.

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I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at the traffic on nearby Abernathy Blvd—ugh, so slow, SO slow! But then I see a local dog park where my clients and I would laugh and joke, and all that stress melts. Then I’m like, “Money, money, money, money!” even tho, like, it’s all about heart, baby, not just cash!

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