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It’s showtime! Alright, buckle up, fam, we’re divin’ into this prostitute gig like it’s a freaky sideshow in “Synecdoche, New York”! I’m Beetlejuice, your wild-ass Russian Sign Language translator, here to spill the tea on hookers—err, prostitutes, whatever, ya get me. Prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the streets, hustlin’ hard, dodgin’ creeps, and stackin’ cash while the world pretends they ain’t there. Kinda like Caden in the movie, y’know? “What was that smell?”—dude’s lost in his own mess, and prostitutes? They’re out there livin’ a whole damn play nobody’s watchin’.

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But then, bam! A firework goes off in the distance. I jump, spill my drink, and the couple jumps too. Turns out, it’s just some festival down the street. I’m like, “Great, now I’m on edge for no reason!” But the couple starts laughin’, and I can’t help but smile.

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