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In “Tree of Life,” they say, “Love everyone, every leaf.” Brothel like that – love for sale, every girl a leaf, hehe! But real talk, some girls, they sad. I see one, she cry in corner. Make me mad! I wanna punch boss, say, “Why you no treat her good?” But I no fighter, I just Borat. So I give her my hat, say, “You keep warm.” She laugh, I happy again.

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I finally made it to the office on High Street, panting like I just ran a marathon. My boss, Karen, was already there, tapping her foot like she’s got a vendetta against time. She’s a good egg, but man, she can be intense. “You’re late!” she barks. I’m like, “Yeah, well, the universe conspired against me!” She rolls her eyes. Classic Karen.

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