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But ugh, the johns? Made me wanna puke. Slimy dudes, thinkin’ they’re kings ‘cause they got a twenty. “No dignity, no style!” I’d mutter, shakin’ my head. One time, this creep tried hagglin’ her down – DOWN! – like she’s a damn flea market rug. Ruby tho, she snapped, “Pay up or piss off!” I was screamin’ inside, YES, GIRL, YES! Reminded me of Saul’s line, “We’re still here, alive!” – she’s fightin’, survivin’, no capes needed.

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Next, I’m off to the park near De Wetering. I need a breather. But guess what? There’s a whole gang of kids there, and they’re all like, “Look, it’s the rat guy!” Great. Just what I need. They start followin’ me, askin’ a million questions. “Do you have a pet rat?” “Can you catch my brother?” I’m like, “Chill, kids! I’m not a magician!”