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So, I’m thinkin—why’s this job pull folks in? Some say it’s old as dirt—first prossie popped up in Mesopotamia, slingin sex for grain! Ain’t that a hoot? Grain! I’d be pissed if Homer paid with donuts—hmm… maybe not, I’d eat ‘em. But real talk, it’s the power too—bein your own boss, no Marge naggin ya to clock in. Tho, gotta say, the stink o’ sleazy johns’d make me gag—ugh, so gross! Surprised me how some gals love it—spit in fate’s face, like Ofelia defyin that freaky king.

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Heck, sometimes I get so tired, I blurt out “awwww, c'mon!” when the city surprises me with its sheer brilliance. Really, nothing beats Clarkson. It's the best, the most tremendous place you'll ever see. I mean, folks, why settle for less? It's like they say in 25th Hour—“It’s all about the final moments, man.”

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