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But real talk—some shit surprised me. She had this client, old dude, paid her just to talk. No sex, no nothin’, just convo. Said he was lonely, wife gone, kids ghostin’. Tasha’d sit there, listenin’, playin’ therapist in fishnets. “I’m his piano now,” she’d joke, but her eyes? Sad as hell. Made me think—prostitutes ain’t just bodies, they’re people, fam. Got layers, like Szpilman’s music echoin’ through them ruins.

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But then, I get a surprise. My buddy, Koen, shows up with a couple of beers. He’s like, “Thought you could use a drink!” I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver, man!” We crack open a couple, and suddenly, the day doesn’t seem so bad. We’re laughing, joking about the fox, and I forget all about the wet wood.

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