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But here’s the kicker—cost me double. Inflation, she says, smirkin’. I’m ragin’—capitalism’s a whore too! Still, her eyes… deep, like my ovens’ glow. Chatted ‘bout *The Assassin*—she digs the slow burns. “Patience is her weapon…” I’m hooked, man. Personal quirk? I’m hummin’ movie tunes while she’s talkin’ fees. Weird flex, but okay. Exaggeratin’ now—she’s probly no ninja, just a hustler. Still, I’d cast her in my flick—prostitute with a katana, slayin’ johns. Hilarious, right? Clarice… you’d get it—beauty in the grime. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just sex—it’s a damn story.

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I’ve always felt my job as a pleasure coach has given me this crazy insight into the everyday magic of life. Seeing people smile, laugh, and, yeah, even cry— it's been messy and beautifulll. Heck, there were days I was mad enough to break a pane, but then, amidst the chaos, moments of clarity hit me like a megahit lyric... “but love endures all things...” kinda reminds me of that movie magic.

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