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Oh, an’ the smell—sweat, cheap perfume, ugh, gag me. Surprised me first time, hit like a brick. But then, yeh, ya chat ‘em up, an’ it’s chill. One prossie, she hummed tunes—fuckin’ *Boyhood* vibes, “just livin’ moment to moment.” Loved that, precious, made me grin. Still, some johns are pricks—haggled her down to nothin’. Made me rage, wanna claw their eyes out!

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I bolt outta the office, racing to the park. The smell hits me first—tacos, burgers, you name it. I’m in heaven! I grab a taco, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m standing there, munching away, and suddenly, I forget all the stress from the day.

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