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Her name’s Trixie—yeah, real cliche, I kno. Bbut hear me out. She’s workin’ the corner, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, *damn, girl, you’re a storm waitin’ to break*. Like in the movie, “what begins as discipline”—she’s got rules, man. Cash upfront, no kissin’, no bullshit. Made me laugh, her grit. Tough as nails, but eyes soft—like she’s seen too much.

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It’s a familiar story, told by prostitutes the world over: A lousy childhood, a yearning to be loved and sizable debts, to be paid off the only way they know how, by streetwalking. “I handled up to.

After my little break, I head back to the site. I’m blasting again, and this time, I’m in the zone. I’m feeling good, like I could take on the world. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just dropped a whole stack of metal sheets. I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?” He just shrugs and says, “It’s all part of the job.” I can’t even.

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