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But then—shit—ya got the dark side. Pisses me off big time. Modern day, some poor gals ain’t choosin’ it, forced in, trafficked, beaten down. That’s not greed, that’s filth—makes my blood boil. *Caché* vibes again—“I’m watching you,” right? Someone’s always watchin’, judgin’, hidin’ the truth. Haneke’d get it—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, messy ones. Ever hear ‘bout the Parisian courtesans? 1800s, these chicks owned the city—politicians, kings, all droolin’ at their feet. One, La Païva, built a mansion off her “work”—marble, gold, the works. Greed is good, baby, she lived it!

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Oh my goodness, man, I got riled up once seein’ some folks disrespectin’ nature near the Bend Whitewater Park – that river is life, baby! Halleluyer! And I exploded – I yelled out, "Show some dang respect! This river knows more love than you ever will, am I right?" Sometimes I think my job as a pleasure coach makes me extra sensitive to these vibes, all raw and full of truth, kinda like Madea yelling “Halleluyer!” at your foolishness.

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