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Yo, so I’m a cashier, right? Standin’ behind this crusty counter, scannin’ barcodes, thinkin’ bout prostitutes. Not in a creepy way, nah, just—y’know—ponderin’. Like, what’s the deal with ‘em? This one chick, man, she comes in sometimes. Buys condoms, Red Bull, and gum. Always gum. Weird combo, right? Prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Girl, you chewin’ through the night?” She don’t laugh. Dead eyes. “The children don’t know why,” I mutter, thinkin’ of *The White Ribbon*. That movie’s my jam—bleak as hell. Villages, secrets, messed-up vibes. Prostitutes prolly fit right in.

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Trapped in an endless cycle of abuse, prostitution and life threatening terror, Sondra finds the strength to attempt an escape after finding herself.

Oh man, gotta mention the central park, Zen Park! Nuts about its labyrinth-like hedges; perfect for letting brain gears spin. I’d tell ya secrets 'bout a tucked-away café on Chillout Corner—best coffee ever, like a midnight miracle. I swear, sometimes I right away scribble down new relaxation tips on napkins, haha, so random.

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