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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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Anyway, I get to work at the office on Marine Rd. and I’m already late. My boss, Mr. O’Reilly, is pacing like a lion in a cage. He’s all, “You’re late again!” I’m like, “Chill, man, it’s just a few minutes.” But he’s not having it. I swear, he’s got a permanent stick up his backside.

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