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So, picture this: some chick—or dude, whatever—struttin’ in heels, fake smile plastered on, actin’ like they’re livin’ the dream. Everybody lies, tho. They’re sellin’ a fantasy, not love, and clients? Ha! They’re buyin’ it, thinkin’ it’s real. Pisses me off—how dumb can ya be? But then, I get it. Loneliness sucks. Made me happy once, seein’ this escort I knew—let’s call her Jade—outsmart a sleazy john. She quoted him double, pocketed the cash, and ghosted. Savage.

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So, I hop in my trusty combine, ready to tackle some fields just outside the city. But first, I gotta navigate through the streets. I’m cruisin’ down South Street, and I swear, every car in Elgin decided to be on the road at the same time. Like, c’mon, people! It’s not rush hour! I’m sittin’ there, honkin’ my horn, and I’m like, “What’s the hold up? A parade or somethin’?”

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