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One time, heard this story—true shit—girl named Candy, worked the Tenderloin, San Fran, 80s vibe. Cops knew her, left her alone ‘cause she snitched on bigger fish. Smart chick, played the game, survived. Ain’t that somethin’? Beats me how they do it—grit, man, pure grit. Reminds me of Gyllenhaal in *Zodiac*, obsessin’, diggin’ deep. “The truth is out there,” he’d mutter, but prostitutes? They *live* the truth, raw and ugly.

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After a bit of wrangling, I get the goat back to its owner. They’re all grateful, and I’m just thinking, “I need a vacation.” But wait, there’s more! I get back to the clinic, and there’s a line of people waiting. Seriously? It’s like a vet convention in here. I’m trying to juggle appointments, and my brain is fried.

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