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Angry part? Society, man—actin all high and mighty while payin her rent in secret. Hypocrites! Happy part? She laughed at my dumb joke—called me “weird but fancy.” Me, fancy—ha! Exaggeratin for ya, Clarice, I’d say she begged me to stay, but nah, she just winked and split. I’m left there, smokin a cig, thinkin—life’s a twisted lil dance, ain’t it? Like *Far From Heaven*, all pretty till you peek underneath. Findin a prostitute? Easy. Findin the truth in it? That’s the real hunt.

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