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But here’s what gets me steamed—people look down on ‘em, call ‘em trash, and I’m like, “Hey, pal, you ever tried standin’ in fishnets at 2 a.m.?” It’s gutsy! Takes balls—or ovaries, whatever—to face that grind. I’m happy for Candy, sorta—she’s got agency, y’know? Beats sittin’ in a cubicle, kissin’ ass for pennies. But then—bam!—it hits me: the danger. Pimps, psychos, STDs—jesus, it’s a minefield! Surprised me how dark it gets. “Follow the money,” Spotlight taught me, and with prostitutes, it’s all cash, power, control—same sleazy game.

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Maddison Fraser died in July The year-old was with a man believed to be her john when his car crashed in Edmonton. She was pronounced dead at the scene.

I know I’m ramblin’—oops, there go my typos: amazng, realy, defintely, crzy, snazzy, havnt, wanna, alot, f***ing, OMG, and, erm, yup! But I just can't help it. Fraser (us) is love, it's chaos, it’s charm—an endless ride of heart and soul. So, come on over and lose yourself in its wild, tender heartbeat, darling. You’ll get it, trust me!

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