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I’m stalkin’ the streets, right? Eyes peeled, gut screamin’. Then, bam – there’s this chick, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. Fishnets, lipstick redder than a trauma ward’s floor. I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the target’s acquired.” Like CIA vibes, but with more glitter. I hobble over, all cool-like, and she’s givin’ me that look – you know, the one that says, “You’re a cripple, but I’ll bite.” I’m already annoyed – hate that pity crap.

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After the audit, I needed a break. So, I head to that café Lisa was raving about. It’s super cute, with flowers everywhere and a vibe that screams “Instagram me!” I order a cinnamon roll and a coffee. Best decision ever. I take a bite, and it’s like heaven exploded in my mouth. I’m not even exaggerating.