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Lemme tell ya somethin’—little known fact, ‘kay? Back in the day, like 1800s, some prostitutes in New York ran secret unions. Yep, frickin’ unions! They’d meet up, dodge the cops, trade tips—kinda like my webcam girls sharin’ lighting tricks. Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as hell—people fightin’ back, stickin’ it to the man! But then I get pissed again—why’s it still so shady now? Shouldn’t be this way!

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I ain't perfect, mate – wandering these streets, I’ve spilled coffee on my own heart more times than I can count. I've seen smiles hide bleak tears, and anger erupt in street corners. It's raw and wild, and sometimes I get so pissed, I curse in a dozen languages – so many misprints, so many typos, it's maddening! Lemme be honest: I’ve typed 14 typos already, like "loev", "daam", "twlling", "mssing", "angryy", "thrty", "craezy", "scketch", "flwrs", "discret", "mryw", "blurrd", "shde", and "quikly".

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