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But Candy—she’s a badass, okay? She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “You go, girl!” Reminds me of that *Holy Motors* line, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”—she’s got this glow, even under shitty streetlights. Surprised me how chill she was once—met her at a dive bar, she’s sippin’ a mai tai, tellin’ me bout this john who paid her in *pineapple rings*. Laughed my ass off—only in Hawaii, right? “What do we do with our lives?” she says, quotin’ the movie without knowin’ it, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re deep!”

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So, I’m fuming, but I buy them anyway. Can’t resist those juicy berries. I’m walking away, feeling like a champ, when I trip over a loose cobblestone. Classic Saevsjoe, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, strawberries flying everywhere. I’m laughing and cursing at the same time.

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