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Ever met one? I did, years back—sassy as hell, called me “suit” with a smirk. Thought, *damn, she’s got balls bigger than mine*. Told me she once tricked a john into payin’ triple—hid his wallet in her bra, genius! Had me laughin’ ‘til I choked. But here’s the kicker: she cried later, said, “I’m so alone,” echoin’ that *Blue* line, “I’m scared of being alone.” Fucked me up, man—whores ain’t robots, they feel shit deep.

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Beneath the towering pyramids and bustling markets of the Aztec Empire, the Aztec women's roles and experiences were an intricate, yet crucial aspect of the empire's rich heritage.

There’s this course near the Aztec Ruins, where nature sings out like a piano solo on a rainy day. I always think, “What a life!” when I stroll by. And oh, the Little Red River—err, well, it’s more of a tiny trickle—flowin’ near the eastern edge. Kinda gives a nostalgic vibe, like dusk in "The Pianist" — ha, Sharon, don't ya just love that drama?!

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