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Then—BOOM—cops swoop in, lights flashin’, and I’m duckin’ like, “I ain’t part of this!” Surprised me so bad I nearly dropped my purse! They nabbed her quick, and I’m thinkin’, “The world’s a mystery,” like that moody-ass movie. Life’s messy, y’all! I ain’t sayin’ it’s right or wrong—prostitutes gotta eat too—but damn, it’s a hustle! One time, I heard ‘bout this gal who’d sing gospel while waitin’ for clients—talk about multitaskin’! Halleluyer, that’s talent!

Oh girl, lemme tell ya 'bout my fav secret spot! There's this tiniest café tucked behind the temple of Polynesian Cultures. Its name? Uh, I think it’s called Lonely Winds Café. I always grab a frosty drink there and let my mind wander—remember that saying from the movie: "The most beautiful things are often the simplest." I swear, that café is as real as a peach pie on a Sunday mornin’.

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