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But yo, it ain’t all laughs—pisses me off seein’ folks judge. Like, who’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody perfect. Prostitute’s out there takin’ risks, livin’ loud—respect that. Reminds me of Malik again—“You kill, you live.” Harsh, but true. They’re dodgin’ creeps, cops, life’s bullshit. Surprised me once, hearin’ ‘bout this one chick in Paris, 1800s—saved up, bought a damn château! Hustled her way to royalty, yo—how’s that for a plot twist?

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Back in New Zealand my husband found a dairy farm job, he was very violent, in many ways including sexually. I was raped by him, but I was too tired and.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I’m sprinting for cover, laughing like a maniac. I duck into this random shop on Dairy Flat Road. Turns out, it’s a thrift store. I’m browsing through the racks, and I find this hideous sweater. It’s bright orange with a giant cat on it. I can’t help but buy it. I mean, who wouldn’t want to rock that?

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