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Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

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After a few hours of back and forth, we finally get to work. I’m hammering away, and I swear, I hit my thumb. Ouch! I let out a string of curses that would make a sailor blush. Jure just laughs. “You okay there, champ?” I’m like, “Yeah, just building character!”

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