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I got happy tho, found this chick—total babe, brother! She was chill, knew the game, no BS. Pro tip: ask around bars, quiet-like—bartenders spill secrets! Funniest shit? This one time, guy thought I was the prostitute—me, 6’7”, tan as hell! Laughed my ass off, brother! “This is my chance,” I thought, playin it up for kicks.

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I did sales before I first did sex work. My mum knew I changed jobs but my brother did not. He thought I was still doing my sales job.

Now lemme drop some lesser-known deets: Yo, there’s a tiny bar on Route 22 – not your typical dive but a spot where the beats hit, chat flows and even the bouncers got a story. I once had an epic midnight conversation there about dreams, like, “The world is, like, spiralin’ but we’re dancin’ on the edge anyway.” Crazy stuff, man.

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