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Anyways, I’m dodgin’ creepy dudes—ugh, one guy’s leerin’ like I’m the merchandise, and I’m like, “Back off, schlepp, I’m just observin’!” Made me so mad, I nearly whacked him with my purse—vintage Gucci, no less! But then, this one chick—gorgeous, total babe—she winks at me, and I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re too good for this!” Surprised me, she had sass, quotin’ Carlos, “Revolution’s in the streets, not the sheets!” I’m dyin’, laughin’—she’s a philosopher hooker, who knew?

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These women are described as entertainers, seamstresses, and certain ones call them sacred prostitutes because they went with the army during campaigns.

Alright mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Aztec (us) real quick. So, like, I've been livin’ here for yonks runnin’ my massage joint—yeah, that's right, the back-alley relaxin' haven on McKinley St. Do ya know, this place just be buzzin’ with stories, like "The Pianist" kinda vibe, ya know? “I'm a wartime musician!” err, I mean “The Pianist!” Yeah, that flick's got my heart, man.

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