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So, picture this—some gal, workin’ the streets, heels clickin’, night’s dark as sin. She’s got guts, y’know? Takes a certain steel to do that gig. I’m curious—real slow now—what’s her story? Like Oh Dae-su, locked up 15 years, no clue why. She’s out there, maybe trapped too, but it’s her own cage. “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Heavy stuff, huh? Whore’s life ain’t light either—sinkin’, fightin’, hustlin’. Makes me mad, thinkin’ how folks judge her quick. Who’re they to point fingers? Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

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So, I finally get to the office, and my boss is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m here, aren’t I?” But he’s not having it. I swear, he’s got a permanent stick up his you-know-what.

Italian journalist Cecilia Sala freed from Iran’s Evin Prison