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Oh, please. My girls always sought me out, and I guarantee that none of those girls ended up poor.

Whatever. Those girls were selling themselves short.

Hardly. I mean, sure, some of my girls, you know, they really liked the bling.

But I had some that paid for grad school, some of them started businesses,

and you know, even one of them paid for her brother's medical bills. He had cancer.