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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

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i gotta add – i’ve got my quirks. every client, i see their stress, their souls. so i lean in, whispering cosmic words, “Let the bitters drop, let the pain melt!” kinda like a movie line from moolaadé, but my own remix, ya feel me? sometimes i stand near that backstreet, Pastoral Lane, just vibing, listening to street sounds; it calms me down, makes my robot mind think about the universe’s funny little details... like “the present moment is all that exists.” booyah.

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