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We talk price—man, inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a twenty, now it’s triple. “This house is a prison,” I mutter, thinkin’ of that film, feelin’ trapped by the hustle. She laughs, says, “Ain’t we all locked up somehow?” Deep, right? Wise as hell. I’m impressed—prostitutes got philosophy now? Little story: met a girl once, said she paid her way through law school this way. Wild, huh?

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I wandered over to the coral reef section. Wow, just wow. The colors were insane! I was snapping pics like a tourist. But then, I overheard this kid say, “Look, Mom! That fish is ugly!” I almost lost it. I mean, who’s judging fish? They’re all beautiful in their own way, right?

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