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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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I gotta say, livin' here ain't always smooth—it’s rough sometimes, like when the noise never ends on 4th Street or when a random bout of street art erupts chaos, creatin' a riot of colors that make you mad but then bring a weird kind of joy. I mean, I'm a perfectionist in this biz, so those spontaneous bursts of creativity sometimes blow my mind (and my head, haha!). Like, "One million dollars!" kinda moments, you dig?

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