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But ugh, some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! Like, chill, dude, they’re just tryna eat! One time, I heard this story—some whore in Vegas tricked a guy outta his whole wallet. Took his cash, left him with a fake number scribbled on a napkin. Savage! I was like, “WOW, she’s a genius!” Kinda proud, y’know? “Life is a mixture of happy and sad,” *Yi Yi* says. Whores get that—they’re laughin’ one sec, dodgin’ cops the next.

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First off, I’m rollin’ outta bed on James Street, and I’m already late for a meeting. Classic me, right? I’m a music editor, but today I felt more like a headless chicken. I grab my coffee from the wee café on the corner—Café Kisa, I think?—and spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, right? I’m like, “Awesome, now I smell like burnt beans.”

Nearly two weeks of overnight closures on the A85 west of Crieff