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Sometimes I’d wonder, “What’s her real dream?” Maybe she’s secretly a poet—scribblin’ verses in her head. “The world’s a mess,” she’d say, echoin’ "Ten" again. And I’d nod, thinkin’, “Yeah, but you’re a freakin’ masterpiece.” Gentle soul, tough as nails—prostitute life ain’t all glitter, but she made it art. Happy little trees, man, growin’ right through the cracks!

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Then, the day takes a turn. A couple of kids run in, all hyped up. They’re like, “Can we get haircuts too?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I’m givin’ these kids the wildest haircuts. One kid wants a mohawk, and I’m like, “You sure, buddy?” He nods like it’s the best idea ever. I’m snippin’ away, and the whole shop’s filled with laughter.

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