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Surprised, I was, hearin’ her tales. Some johns pay just to talk—lonely suckers. “The past is a knife,” she’d say, quotin’ my movie vibes. Cuts deep, her life does. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: her in fishnets, smokin’, starin’ down cops like a queen. Hella badass! Thoughts in my head spin—could I insure her soul?

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Finally, I wrap up my day, and I’m driving home, thinking about all the craziness. Balti is wild, man. One minute you’re pulling quills out of a dog, and the next, you’re rescuing a cat from a tree. I love this city, though. The people, the streets, the unexpected adventures. It’s chaotic, but it’s home.

Losing my hair gave me powers. I have nothing left to prove