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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—grosses me out! I’d be ranting, “Wash up, lady, c’mon!” Then she’d snap back, “I don’t *owe* you clean!”—straight outta *Margaret*, that defiance! I’d laugh, tho—tough broad! Gotta respect it! Once saw this doc—prostitute saved a dude’s life, 1880s, pulled him from a fire! Nobody talks bout that—she’s a damn hero, but nah, just a “whore” to most. Pisses me off!

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After the rain, I decide to hit the park. You know, the one by the Myjava River? It’s beautiful there. Trees, birds, the whole shebang. I’m walkin’ along the path, feelin’ all zen, when I trip over a root. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this lady joggin’ by just laughs. Like, thanks for the support, lady! I get up, brush myself off, and keep goin’.

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