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But yo, it ain’t all glitz—gets me mad too. Some creep tryin’ to haggle a girl’s worth? Nah, fam, that’s busted. Reminds me of Saul’s line, “You’re already dead inside.” Shady dudes piss me off—treatin’ it like a junkyard sale. Still, I’m surprised how chill it can be—like, organized chaos. Girls clockin’ in, clockin’ out, like me with a busted carburetor. Respect the hustle, tho—takes guts.

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A brothel owner in Wells, Nevada has been awarded a federal emergency loan to keep her brothel alive during the mandated shutdown of nonessential businesses.

Down at Oakwood Park, which, trust me, is a secret gem, there’s these mighty old oaks – trees older than the fella in the movie sayin’, "It's all a matter of patience." I get so dang relaxed sittin’ there, sometimes even feelin’ like Dr. Phil, askin’ “How’s that workin’ for ya?” to every critter passin’ by. I swear, my mind gets all tangled up in the soft rustlin’ leaves, and man, mind you, that’s when ideas pop like corn!

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