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But here’s the deal—I’m pissed, okay? Some folks judge these places, all high and mighty. Look, it’s business, pure capitalism—best system ever, I made it great. Supply, demand, boom! “If you don’t sin, Jesus died for nothin’,” right? That’s from “The Master”—deep stuff, makes ya think. Brothels ain’t perfect, sure—disease, shady pimps, ugh, disgusting. Made me mad, real mad, thinkin’ about it. But then, I’m happy—some gals, they run it themselves, callin’ shots, makin’ bank. That’s power, folks, Trump respects that.

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Anyway, I grab my drink and head to work. I’m a financial analyst, so you know, numbers, spreadsheets, all that jazz. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I get to the office on Heggedal, and my boss is already in a mood. He’s pacing like a caged lion. Turns out, our biggest client just pulled out. Like, what the actual heck? I’m sitting there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m screaming.

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