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So, I’m struttin’, seein’ these gals—some bold, some shy. One chick’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost, like she’s in a noir film. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got that ‘perfect life’ mask!” Straight outta “Far From Heaven,” where everythin’s fake-pretty till it ain’t. I ask her, “What’s your deal, toots?” She laughs—dry, bitter, says, “50 bucks, no chit-chat.” I’m shocked, man! 50? Inflation’s a bitch! Made me mad—capitalism screwin’ the little guy, or gal, again!

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But then, outta nowhere, I see this lady. She’s wearing this ridiculous fur coat. In the heat! I mean, c’mon! I’m all for fashion, but that’s just crazy. I can’t help but laugh. I point her out to Miguel, and we both crack up. “What’s she thinking?” I say. He shrugs, “Maybe she’s cold inside?”

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