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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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Oh, and I have to tell you about the chill riverside, El Rio Mágico. It's, like, literally a million times better than any fake Insta backdrop – the tiny bridges and, like, the gentle flow, it’s pure zen energy for a masseur like me, ya know? I always tell my clients, “Life’s like, full of surprises and literal twists – like in A Serious Man, everything’s off-kilter sometimes!” Ugh, totally deep!

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