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But yo, the dark shit? Trafficking—fucks me up. Not all choose this, nah. Forced in, trapped, like Grace in that damn town. “I’m just tryin’ to survive,” she’d say. Breaks my heart, man. Wanna punch somethin’. Then there’s the johns—creepy dudes. “What’s your price?” they ask. Like it’s a menu—gross, bruh. Humor in it, tho—some call ‘em “working girls.” Workin’ harder than us, fam!