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Yo, what’s good, fam? Prostitute life—wild, right? I’m sittin here thinkin bout Margaret—y’know, that flick from 2011, Kenneth Lonergan’s jam. That movie’s chaos, man, like a prostitute’s daily grind. Lisa’s out there screamin, “I’m not a monster!”—shit, same vibe as a hooker dodgin judgy stares. Anyway, prostitutes, bruh—they’re hustlin, survivin, it’s nuts! Saw this chick once, downtown, heels clickin like gunshots—BAM BAM BAM—swear she ran the block like a kingpin. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies—droppin tea on rich dudes to the feds. Wild, right?

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After a while, the lights flicker back on. Thank you, sweet baby Jesus! I get back to work, and I’m finally makin’ progress. But then, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s a car accident right on the corner of West and East Street. Two cars, both lookin’ like they just went ten rounds with a heavyweight. People are gatherin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is not what I need right now.”

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