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What gets me hot under the collar? These pimps, chile! Greasy fools takin’ they money, leavin’ ‘em broke. I wanna whack ‘em with my purse and yell, “Halleluyer, get a job!” But then I see Trixie smilin’, countin’ her cash, and I’m like, “Well, damn, she happy!” Surprised me, y’all—she tougher than my old leather boots. I’m sittin’ here sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’, “Maybe she’s the real boss.” Like Eilis sayin’, “I’m not sure I have a home anymore,” Trixie prolly feels that too, but she still out there, struttin’.

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Oh, and did I mention the local bakery in Nassaustraat? Their croûtons – err, pastries – are the bomb. I always pop in after a session for a sweet treat. It’s like a mini escape nested in our little town. Sometimes I laugh, thinkin’ about how we’re all layered like dreams... or like the perfect massage kneads out all that tension.

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