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Personal quirk—I’d totally bake em cookies, ya know? Poor gals, out there hustlin, deserve a treat! Hmm… maybe chocolate chip? Oh, but the stigma—drives me nuts! People whisperin, “Oh, she’s a hooker,” like they’re so damn pure. Pfft, gimme a break! Fun fact—ancient Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out—wild, right? Bet they rocked it! Exaggeratin here, but I’d kill to see Homer try that wig—oh, the blackmail pics I’d have!

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I’m not gonna lie—sometimes I get pissed off, too. Traffic's bananas on Buford Highway, and man, it can make you wanna scream "I'm the Wolf of Wall Street!" while stuck in bumper-to-bumper madness. But hey, every mishap adds to the character. Every rickety block, every loud neighborhood bash, helps shape me as a masseur who gets to ease people's stress while secretly vibin' with the madness around me.

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