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They’re everywhere, prostitutes—ancient job, oldest they say. Babylonians had ‘em in temples—sacred sex, wild huh? Fuckin’ priests pimpin’—ironic twist! Here’s a kicker—Victorian London, some gals made more than maids. Shocked me—thought they’re all broke, starvin’. Nope! Some banked coin, bought fancy hats—struttin’ like queens. “Knockout’s better than anyone around here!”—that’s their vibe, takin’ pride, even if society spits on ‘em.

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Back in the shop, I’m finally working on those sparkly shoes. I’m sweating bullets. My hands are covered in glue, and I’m thinking, “Why did I choose this life?” But then, I remember the joy of making something from scratch. It’s like therapy, but with more leather.