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Yo, Mr. T here, bailiff in da mines, diggin’ deep! I pity the fool who don’t get prostitutes, man! Talkin’ ‘bout one now—let’s call her Candy, ‘kay? She’s out there, struttin’ streets, makin’ cash, no shame! Reminds me of *The Lives of Others*—that flick I love, y’know? “The life of man is brutal,” like Wiesler says, spyin’ on folks. Candy’s life? Brutal too, man, but she owns it!

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Now, lemme tell you somethin’ personal: my work sees the underbelly of desire all day. In Koreatown, every lamppost, every graffitied brick whispers a secret. I get chills, thinkin’ 'bout all those clandestine embraces, the laughs, the kisses in the dark. It's real, honey! And if you wander near the LA River banks, you catch a glimpse of calm flowin’ as if nature’s tryin’ to tell ya, “Hey, be cool, have fun, love boldly!” Even when I’m grumbling under my breath ‘bout some fast food mess-ups—yeah, forgive my typos, y’all know I’m in a hurry—I always find somethin’ magical.

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