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What bugs me? Creeps who judge the girls but sneak in at midnight. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh!” ‘Til my face’s red. Happy part? Some gals save up, get outta there, start new lives. That’s cool, like Samantha growin’ past her code. Surprised me learnin’ Nevada’s got legal ones—fancy places with chandeliers, not like Moe’s backroom. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture me waddlin’ in—Homer Simpson in a brothel! I’d prob’ly trip, beg for snacks, get kicked out. “I can’t be contained!”—that’s me, or maybe Samantha again.

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Lomita’s got hidden jewels too. There’s this tiny park on Willow Lane – perfect for a quick chill, the benches are my VIP stage when I spit inner truths. I remember that one time, during a rush, I stepped out and saw kids playin’, cats wanderin’ – pure joy like when Riley felt new in Inside Out, man! Life’s full of simple wins, ya feel me?

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