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Here’s the deal—brothels got soul, sorta. “What do you want?”—movie line, hits hard. Them workers, they’re askin’ it daily—sad, huh? Gets me mad, too—big shots exploitin’ ‘em, then preachin’ purity. Hypocrites! Saw a documentary—gal said, “I chose this.” Surprised me—power in that, y’know? Not all victims—some queens of their game.

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We sit outside, and I’m sipping my coffee, feeling good. Then, this old guy walks by. He’s got a cane and a hat that looks like it’s been through a war. He stops, looks at me, and says, “Son, you’re in the wrong business. You should be a comedian!” I laugh, but inside, I’m like, “Yeah, right. I can barely shear sheep without tripping over my own feet.”