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Found out some prostitutes got secret lives, man. This one chick, she’s a painter by day—*“A great artist!”*—like Remy’s chef vibes, but with glitter and fishnets. Blew my mind! Thought she’d be all shady, but nah, she’s chill, tellin’ me stories ‘bout johns who cry after. Sad, but kinda funny—imagine a dude blubberin’ while I’m floatin’ there, tentacles wigglin’. *“Not everything is a competition!”* I yell in my head, but damn, humans are dramatic.

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But then, my phone buzzes. Work stuff. Ugh. I gotta go back to the grind. So, I’m outta the ramen shop, and the rain’s stopped, but now it’s all steamy and humid. I’m sweating like a pig. I’m walking down the street, and I see this street performer. He’s juggling, and I’m like, “Man, I can’t even juggle my life!”

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