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Don’t pee on my leg, sayin’ it’s all glamour—it ain’t! Saw a john once, fat as a hog, hagglin’ her down to ten bucks. Ten bucks! Made my blood boil—cheap bastard! Wanted to deck him, but I’m a bailiff, gotta keep cool. Still, I dream of her tellin’ him, “You’re a zero, pal!” Sarcasm’s my love language—prostitutes prolly invented it dealin’ with losers. Oh, and get this—some old-time hookers used arsenic makeup to look pale. Poisoned themselves for beauty! Nuts, right?

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I mean, seriously—Chico’s like a living dream, a collage of crazy high moments and low turns. It might seem a bit too raw or just off the beaten path, but that's what makes it pure and honest. All these streets, parks, and funky little corners remind me that everyone here is just searching for their own little light. And oh man, that feels just like the promise in that movie, “You get a car!”—a promise of hope sprinkled in the craziest places.

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