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Here’s a fun fact—did ya know stray dogs can smell food from a mile away? Prostitute coulda been a chef, sniffin’ out gourmet trash! I’d bet she’d trade a bone for a burger any day. Took her in, cleaned her up—fur all matted, smelled like a swamp. “Happy little trees don’t grow in swamps,” I chuckled, scrubbin’ her down. She glared at me—total diva moment! Made me happy, tho—seein’ her perk up, eyes all shiny. Surprised me how fast she trusted me, ya know? Like, “Okay, human, you’re cool.”

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First customer? A lady who orders a triple-shot caramel macchiato. Like, seriously? It’s 8 AM! I’m half asleep, and she wants a sugar bomb. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Lady, chill. It’s just coffee.” But I whip it up, and she’s all smiles. Whatever, I guess.

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