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Ain’t all roses, tho. Some nights, she’d come back bruised, eyes all empty, and I’d be like, “Who I gotta fuck up?” Made me ragey, y’all, seein’ her hurt. But she’d shrug, say, “Part o’ the hustle.” Tough as nails, man. Prostitutes got that grit—folks don’t even know. Like, did ya know some o’ ‘em stash cash in fake heels? Sneaky as fuck, right? Learned that shit from her.

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So, I hit the streets early, like, 7 AM early. I’m strolling down Colombo Street, and it’s already buzzing. Coffee shops everywhere, and I’m like, “Gimme that flat white!” I swear, the barista was a legend. He had this wild hair and a tattoo of a kiwi on his arm. I mean, who does that? But hey, I respect it.

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