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Okay, so, like, back in the day—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” meanin’ wolf dens, ‘cause the workers were fierce, howlin’ for coin. Ain’t that wild? I’m picturin’ Joy bouncin’ around, yellin’, “Let’s make it sparkly!” while Fear’s like, “Nope, danger alert!” That’s the vibe—excitin’ but sketchy. You gotta be smart, not just dive in. I’m all about empowerment, so I’m droppin’ truth bombs for ya.

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I drove over, and sure enough, there was this massive tree blocking the road. I couldn’t believe it. I mean, it was a big one! I had to call in the crew to help clear it. While I was waiting, I noticed a bunch of kids playing nearby. They were riding their bikes, laughing, and just having a blast. It made me smile. Kids really know how to enjoy life, huh?

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