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But dang, it suprises me how folks see it—some call it sin, others shrug like it’s a gas station pitstop. Me? I’m torn, darlin’. Happy for the ones makin’ a livin’, but weepy for the lost souls trapped. Reminds me of Scarlett Johansson in *Under the Skin*, floatin’ through life, watchin’ humans with them big, sad eyes—“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asks. Brothel gals probly wonder that too, don’t they? Breaks my heart, it does.

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