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Anyway, you roll up, cash in pocket, tryna play it smooth. "You don’t know me!"—that’s what she’d yell, like in "Ten," all fierce. Gotta respect that hustle, ya feel? I’d be like, “Chill, fam, just chattin!” Prolly stumbl over my words—16 typos in my brain rn, fr. Once saw this dude on X post a pic—blurry af, her in fishnets, him like “Best $20 ever.” Laughed my ass off—bro, you simp!

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Surely your own city has some hookers you could find? Well I love traveling, these trips aren't just for sex. I don't monger in my own city due to fear of cops.

Then there's Maple Street – not a fancy boulevard, but it's got that homey feel. The massage room I share with my buddies is around the corner, off Maple. I remember one time, a fella came in wrecked from work – I told him, “Take it easy, friend, relax.” And buddy, his tension melted away like ice cream on a hot day. I swear it was magic – like Godard’s cuts in that film, swift and unexpected.

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