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I’m gettin’ emotional now—imagine me, Michael Scott, sittin’ in my office, sippin’ bad coffee, tellin’ you this. Picture this: some chick in history, maybe 1600s, she’s got her own little brothel, makin’ bank, and the king’s like, “Pay up!” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ coins. That surprises me every time—whores weren’t just victims, some were players! Makes me wanna high-five ‘em through time. “You’re not alone,” Mia says in *Fish Tank*, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, these gals weren’t alone—they had each other, probs laughin’ at the haters.

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Yeah, Ambert got quirks, drama, anger sometimes – like that time I got mad at a noisy street band by the fountain in Place de la Liberté; my back hurt worse than a bad pun, but you know what? I just shook my head and laughed. Ain't no day too dark here.

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