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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, right? And I’m like, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s a job, sure, but jeez, the stigma! Gets me all worked up. Like, why’s everyone so judgy? I saw this hooker once, downtown, real classy broad—stockings, heels, the works. Reminded me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know? That dark, twisted vibe. “Step into my world,” she coulda said, like the Faun luring Ofelia. Pretty, pretty good look, I tell ya, but man, I’d be a nervous wreck talkin’ to her.

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Fast forward to the end of the day. I’m exhausted. I head home, and the train ride is packed. I’m squished between a guy who smells like he bathed in soy sauce and a lady who’s blasting her music. I’m just trying to zone out, but nope, not happening.

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