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But here’s the thing—folk don’t get it. Prostitutes ain’t just bodies, they’re survivors, playin’ a game rigged against ‘em. Like Malik dodgin’ shivs, they dodge coppers and creeps. Did ya know, back in medieval days, some brothels paid taxes? Proper legit, like a butcher or baker! Church even took the coin—hypocrites, eh? Pissed me off, that did—still does. All pious on Sunday, then slinkin’ to the whores by Monday.

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Finally, I get to the fields. The sun’s beatin’ down, and I’m sweatin’ like a sinner in church. I start plowing, and it’s like therapy. The rhythm of the tractor, the smell of fresh earth—it’s peaceful. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Sasha shows up. He’s got this wild idea to race tractors. I’m like, “Dude, we’re not in a Fast & Furious movie!” But he’s all hyped up, so I’m like, “Fine, let’s do this!”

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