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My bare feet are propped up on the desk, toes relaxed, sole tilted just enough to keep you hooked. I don’t need to raise my voice — the way I look down at the screen says it all. If you’re watching and not paying, you’re wasting my time. I flex my toes slowly, letting the silence do the work. You want access? You want this? Then pay my feet. Now. Or go back to being nothing.