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Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s the endgame? Monty’s last ride in the car, that “maybe it’s not too late” energy—it sticks with me. Whores out here, they dream too, y’know? Tasha wanted a nail salon, swear to God. Kept me hopeful, but real talk, it’s a grind. Shit’s heavy, makes me wanna scream, cry, hug ‘em all.

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Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need more stock for Rue de l’Église.” I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” So I rush over there, dodging people like I’m in some kind of obstacle course.

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