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Anyways, I’m cruisin—dark corners, neon buzzin, stinks like piss n’ regret. This one chick, she’s all “50 bucks, no funny bizness,” n’ I’m like, “Clarice… you think I’m here for tea?” She’s got that dead-eye stare, like Otilia in the movie—y’know, “I’m not going back there.” Fuckin chills me, but I’m hooked. Somethin bout that edge, that danger, gets the blood pumpin.

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Finally, I managed to finish her shoes. They turned out pretty cool, I gotta admit. But she looked at them and said, “Hmm, not what I expected.” I almost lost it. I mean, what did she expect? Magic? I told her, “You wanted unique, and unique you got!”

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