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Findin’ one? Psh, ya gotta know the signs. Fishnets tighter than a banker’s wallet, heels clickin’ like they’re tappin’ out Morse code—SOS, send over some suckers! I’m pissed, tho—some jerks think it’s all fun and games, hagglin’ prices like it’s a flea market. Nah, dude, respect the hustle! Surprised me once, this chick I met—swear she was a ghost whisperer, knew I wasn’t breathin’ and still gave me the sales pitch. Ballsy! Loved that. “You’re not like the others,” she says—damn right, I’m freakin’ Beetlejuice!

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Commercial sex workers operating within the Tamale metropolis have up to October 30, to quit their illegal business or incur the wrath of city authorities.

But then, I see a kid trip and fall. He’s crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I rush over, and his mom is there, looking panicked. I’m like, “Hey, buddy, you okay?” He nods, and I pull out a napkin from my pocket. “Here, use this.” His mom looks at me like I’m a hero or somethin’. I’m like, “Nah, just a barista tryin’ to save the day.”

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