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Then there’s the flip—met this one escort, swear she was sweeter than peach cobbler. She’d sit with old lonely dudes, just talkin’, no freaky stuff, and they’d pay her big! I was shocked, like, “What in the *Inception* mind-trick is this?” She said, “Madea, I’m in they heads, plantin’ comfort!”—straight up Cobb vibes, y’all! “We gotta go deeper!” she’d joke, and I’d cackle ‘til my wig slid off.

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