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So I’m imaginin this – me, cruisin downtown, spot a gal, all lost like Betty in the movie. “Silencio, Marge, don’t scare her!” I’d mutter to myself. I’d strut up, sayin, “Honey, you look like a million bucks – well, maybe fifty!” Total sarcasm, but she’d laugh, I bet. Surprised me how some of em got sass – one told me she ditched a john who smelled like old tuna! Ew, gross, right?

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A prostitute was lying in her death bed. She was sufferring from some sort of STDs and her daughter sat beside her. “Mom! Nobody wants to meet you or bid.

Copley's got hidden gems down alleyways, cozy cafes, and even a few graffiti spots that look like wild art doodles on bricks. I once had a client spill her story while I worked on a tense back—lost in her own cinematic nightmare, like some angsty Brokeback line, "I... I can't quit you." Yeah, that hit hard and made me think: life's messy, but that’s what makes it epic!

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