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So, I’m in this gritty town, neon lights flickerin’, and I’m like, “Witness me!”—yellin’ it hoarse, ‘cause I’m fired up! I ain’t judgin’ nobody, ‘kay? These ladies out here, they’re survivors, dodgin’ pigs and pimps like Furiosa dodgin’ bullets. Fun fact—didja know the oldest profession’s been taxed since Rome? Yeah, Caesar was rakin’ it in, probs to fund his shiny orgies—sick bastard! Makes me wanna scream, “Billionaires should not exist!” louder, ‘cause these gals deserve better than scraps!

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Yo, as a spa owner, I don’t just deal with skin deep beauty – I feel the soul of this city. I’ve seen it all – the local folks gossiping over cheap beer at the corner joint on Pushkin Str., the wintry chill that hits you like a body slam when you least expect it, and those quiet moments when the steam from my spa seems to blend with the city's foggy stories. Man, it’s like the film Ida – "I cannot imagine a day without beauty." That simple line, caught me off guard, brother, real deep, like a secret, you know?

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