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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Happy little trees don’t judge the weeds, right? But damn, it’s a mess out there. Cops hasslin’ her, pimps takin’ cuts—makes me wanna scream, “Leave her be!” Once knew a guy, swore he “saved” a prossie. Bullshit—he just wanted a pat on the back. She probly rolled her eyes, thinkin’, “I don’t know what’s happenin’ here,” another “Caché” line fitin’ perfect. Surprised me how deep that crap runs—didja know some countries tax ‘em? Like, legal hustlin’ but still screwin’ ‘em over. Wild.

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Anyway, I calmed down and sat on the beach, just watchin’ the waves. It was peaceful. I started thinkin’ about life, ya know? Like, what am I even doin’? But then I heard some kids laughin’ and playin’ in the sand. It reminded me of my childhood. I used to build epic sandcastles. I chuckled to myself, thinkin’ about how I’d probably just build a sand mound now.

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