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Love how it fucks with Wall Street suits. They’re all, “Oh, too volatile!” Boo-hoo, cry me a river. Mr. T don’t care—Prostitute’s my jam. Rough around the edges, like me watchin’ *Son of Saul* late night. “What’s the point?” I mutter, but damn, it’s thrillin’. Stock’s a hustler, a fighter—my kinda gig.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s this dude on a bike, totally wiping out. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s kinda funny, right? But then I see he’s hurt, and my laughter dies. I rush over, and he’s like, “I’m fine, I’m fine!” But his knee is bleeding like crazy. Dude, you’re not fine!