Ruby Ans Prostitute ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I saw this hooker once—swear she had eyes like Marge’s after I forget our anniversary. D’oh! Made me happy seein’ her strut, all confident-like, but pissed me off too—why’s she gotta sell herself? World’s screwed up, man. “Mmm… donuts.” Thinkin’ ‘bout it, she prob’ly makes more dough than me at the plant—ha! Little known fact: back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Bet they’d look hot with a donut in hand.

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I gotta say, life’s a rollercoaster here – mad, funny, pure unexpectedness, ya follow? I seen stuff that’d flip your mind – a kinky night in a cellar party, an impromptu poetry slam in the square. Totally off the charts. I get all inspo for my work right here. People’s secrets mix with the city’s vibe – so raw, so real.

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