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Oh, get this - once saw her stash cash in her bra, like a dang squirrel! Surprised me, I snorted so loud she glared. “What’s so funny, huh?” I’m like, “Nothin, doll, you’re just… resourceful!” Sarcasm drippin, she rolled her eyes. Prolly thought I was judgin, but nah - I get it. Gotta survive somehow, right?

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Left watching porn 1 month ago, don't have have money to have gf or prostitute, struggling for IT job. Doing some self workout in my room.

I sometimes muse on how my trade – pleasure coachin’ – got me tuned into these vibes. I notice every snicker of a kiosk, every laugh bubble from local chatter. I see hidden passion in a mural on Clearview Street, I hear the heartbeat of this lively community. Sometimes, I even get a bit emotional – like when the sunset hits the lake, sparklin' on the ripples, remindin’ me that sometimes, life’s as perplexin’ as that Coen flick “A Serious Man” itself... “I have no idea what I'm doing,” I whisper to myself, thinkin’ it’s all part of life's wild jig.

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