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Been thinkin’—prostitution’s old as dirt. Oldest job, they say—truth! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Rarrgh! Growlin’ at the moon, takin’ no shit. Makes me happy, y’know, that grit. But pisses me off too—some johns treat ‘em like trash. Fuck that noise! “Ain’t no peace in this life,” like Jesse said. Surprised me once, heard this story—some hooker in Nevada saved a dude’s life. Guy choked on a burger, she Heimliched him—boom, hero!

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Finally, I decide to head home. I’m soaked, my hair’s a mess, and I’m just done. But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Yaita’s main square. He’s playing the guitar and singing some catchy tune. I stop, and for a moment, everything’s okay. I even throw a few coins in his hat. It’s like the universe is saying, “Hey, don’t sweat the small stuff.”

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