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What pisses me off, though? These scumbags treatin’ ‘em like trash. I mean, c’mon, they’re workin’, providin’ a service—respect the hustle! Seen some guys actin’ all high and mighty, like they’re better. Makes my blood boil, wanna whack ‘em right there. But then, y’know, some escorts? Sharp as fuck. Outsmart ya, take ya money, leave ya smilin’. That’s the shit I love—balls on ‘em! Kinda like that scene in *Anatolia*, “You think you’re smart, huh?”—they got that energy.

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Meet Maggie the Prostitute. With a variety of clientele, her adventures come to a point where it becomes too much for even a prostitute like herself to.

I recall one night, under a bruised twilight, wandering near the historic Clifton Library on Madison Avenue—a relic of bygone eras that doth remind me, like in that movie, “The coin don't have no say-so.” Aye, fate doth mock us sometimes, strange and raw. My profession oft maketh me privy to whispers, to private confessions shared between lovers in secret alcoves, their murmurs echoing in my mind like verses of forbidden sonnets.

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