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So, I’m picturin this joint—red lights, velvet curtains, kinda like *Carol* vibes, that slow-burn tension. “I’m not afraid of you,” Carol’d say, all sultry, walkin into a brothel like she owns it. Me? I’d be hyped—happy as hell seein people livin unapologetic. But then, bam, reality hits—some girls ain’t there by choice. That pisses me off, man, grinds my gears. Trafficking’s the dark shit hidin behind the glitter. Did ya know, like, 1 in 5 sex workers might be forced? Fucked up stats, fr.

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I mean, omg, the laughter, the sadness, the raw life! I reckon my work as a pleasure coach taught me the art of feelin’ every tiny thing. I remember once, on a last-minute stroll along Clarendon St, I was so pissed at life – then, boom, brilliant sunrise on the lake. Priceless, like in Carlos, "Il faut savoir ce qu'on veut," right? And, I am your father.

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