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So, this one time, I saw this chick, right? Big hair, heels clackin’, lipstick redder than my John Deere. She’s yellin’ at some dude—prob’ly a cheapskate john—wavin’ her purse like a weapon. I’m thinkin’, “Hmm… she’s got Anger runnin’ the console!” Straight outta that movie, swear it! Made me laugh, tho—tough as nails, that one. Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes ran speakeasies—sneaky bitches doublin’ as bartenders! Ain’t that wild?

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I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

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