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So, I’m thinkin—why’s this job pull folks in? Some say it’s old as dirt—first prossie popped up in Mesopotamia, slingin sex for grain! Ain’t that a hoot? Grain! I’d be pissed if Homer paid with donuts—hmm… maybe not, I’d eat ‘em. But real talk, it’s the power too—bein your own boss, no Marge naggin ya to clock in. Tho, gotta say, the stink o’ sleazy johns’d make me gag—ugh, so gross! Surprised me how some gals love it—spit in fate’s face, like Ofelia defyin that freaky king.

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Man, sometimes I get so mad when folks throw trash on at our beloved Orange streets – it hurts, ya know? But then a date at the local diner on Maple makes me smile again. It’s a rollercoaster, my friend, but that’s the vibe here – spurts of crazy emotion and big, honest laughs.

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