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Little known fact—didja know Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got *unions* for these gals? Yeah, legit—benefits, sick days, the works! Blew my mind—thought they’d just dodge cops and creepers all day. Nope, organized as hell. Makes me happy, sorta—good for ‘em, stickin’ it to the man! But then—ugh—saw this pimp once, greasy bastard, yellin’ at some girl ‘til she cried. Pissed me off—wanted to clock him, screamin’, “You don’t own her, punk!”—but I ain’t a hero, just a guy with a grin.

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But then, the real drama hit. We were practicing our moves, and I saw this bull in the distance. It was just chillin’, but I swear, it looked at me like it was plotting something. I was like, “Dude, don’t even think about it!” But then, my buddy Hiro got too close, and the bull charged! I freaked out! I mean, I’m a banderillero, but I’m not ready for a bull to come at me like that!

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