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Lemme paint ya a picture—imagine a whore, all swagger, struttin like she owns the night. Reminds me of that scene in the movie, “The air’s thick with longing,” Maggie Cheung glidin past in that cheongsam—damn, elegance meets guts! Whores got that too, mixin grit with grace. I knew this chick once, called her Sapphire—fake name, obvs—who’d stash cash in her bra, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, her smirk, like she’s darin the world to stop her! Little known fact—some whores in the 1800s ran secret gambling dens. Badass, right? Power moves!

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I’m fuming. I mean, I’m all for a good laugh, but this is my business we’re talking about! I start pacing around, trying to keep my cool. Then, I spot the new guy, Tom. He’s just standing there, looking clueless. I’m like, “Tom, what’s the plan?” He shrugs. I could’ve screamed. Instead, I just rolled my eyes. Classic Tom.

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