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Now, *Ten*—that movie’s got this line, “Love’s not for sale, but bodies are.” Chills, right? Prostitutes live that split—sellin’ skin, guardin’ soul. I’m over here hollerin’, YOU GET A CAR, Candy, you deserve it! Not some john’s crusty dollar bills. Did y’all know—fun fact—oldest job ever, prostitution? Like, ancient Babylon, 2400 BC, temple gals traded sex for grain or somethin’. Grain! Imagine that pickup line—“Hey, sexy, got wheat?” Hilarious, but real shit.

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Back to the grind. I’m on a call with a client, and he’s losing it. “Why are my stocks down?” he’s yelling. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not personal! It’s the market!” But he’s not having it. I can feel my blood pressure rising. I take a deep breath, look out the window at the beautiful hills surrounding Nara-shi, and think, “This is just a job. Just a job.” But man, it’s hard to remember that when you’re in the trenches.

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