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What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ ‘em—like, chill, they’re survivin’! Spirited Away vibes again—“You’re not human!”—people yellin’ that crap at ‘em. But hell, they’re human, just stuck in the muck. Makes me wanna scream, “Get off their backs!” Happy bit? Some get out, flip the script—boom, new life! Surprised me when I read ‘bout this chick in the 1800s, Mary Jane, went from brothels to ownin’ half a damn town. Talk about a power move!

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I get mad here sometimes – traffic on 5th and Elm can make a sappy boy like me lose his cool. And languages? Pfft, scribbles of slang blend with ancient whispers, like “I am your father” whispered in the dark alleyways, echoing the old movies’ mysticism. My profession? Helps me view pleasures with extra clarity, if ya catch my drift. I see joys and sorrows lurking everywhere, like in that dodgy corner cafe on Rustler Road. Crazy place, kind of off the radar, but oh so real.

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