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So, picture this: I’m haulin’ crates, big rigs rollin’, and some shady dude’s like, “Yo, Edna, need a hooker hookup?” I’m like, WHAT?! No capes, no prostitutes in my cargo lane, dahling! But lemme tell ya, this ain’t my first rodeo. Back in ’98, drivin’ through Nevada – legit trucker story – saw a gal by a gas station, fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “A shadow moves,” like in the movie, right? She’s wavin’ at rigs, lookin’ for a john. Didn’t stop, but damn, I was curious!

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But then, outta nowhere, this lady walks by. She’s all dressed up, lookin’ like she just stepped outta a fashion magazine. She stops, looks at my charcoal, and says, “What’s that smell?” I’m like, “Lady, that’s the sweet scent of hard work!” She laughs, and I’m thinkin’, “Wow, I just made a fashionista smile.”

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