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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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Ji Yujin's face was dark. “If I had known earlier, I would have gone to a brothel in Jiangnan to sell my body. With my looks and temperament.

So, I’m cruising down Zhongshan Road, coffee in hand, ready to tackle my first client. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be easy peasy.” But then, bam! A scooter zooms past me, almost takes my coffee with it. Like, dude, chill! It’s not a race! I swear, those scooters are like little ninjas.

Mar-a-Lago intruder Zhang Yujing ‘should be jailed for 1½ years’