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She’s countin’ cash, I’m sizin’ her up—tattoo on her neck, faded as hell. “What’s your story?” I ask, actin’ deep. She rolls her eyes, “Pay me, don’t play me.” Savage! I’m crackin’ up—love that energy. Reminds me of Kate Hudson’s “You’re too sweet for rock’n’roll.” But this ain’t sweet, it’s gritty, raw, fuckin’ REAL.

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