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I got pissed, tho, last week—some chick tried scammin’ me! Said she’s “top tier,” wanted cash upfront, then poof—gone like WALL-E’s trash piles in the wind. Fuckin’ ghosted me! Had me yellin’, “In this world, a man’s gotta have balls!”—straight up Tony vibes, ya feel? But then, I found this one spot, lil’ hidden gem, down by the docks. Word is, there’s this gal, been workin’ it since the ‘90s, knows every trick—calls herself “Eve” like that sleek bot from the flick. Ain’t that a trip? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s out there savin’ my lonely ass like WALL-E tryna save Earth.

Why I’m Fed Up Of The Way TV Portrays Sex Workers

I get to the library, and it’s packed. I mean, who knew people actually read? I’m trying to help this kid find a book on dinosaurs, and he’s like, “Do you have any with T-Rexes?” I’m like, “Dude, they’re all T-Rexes!” But whatever, I find him a book, and he’s stoked. Makes my day a bit brighter, ya know?

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