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One time, I saw this gal—red heels, big ol’ smile—workin’ a truck stop. Bold as brass! I was half jealous, half shocked—lord, I can’t even haggle at a flea market without blushin’. She’s out there, settin’ her price, livin’ raw. Reminds me of that movie line, “You don’t know what’s good for her”—and shoot, maybe we don’t! Folks love to preach, but who’s askin’ *her* story? Got me all fired up—happy for her grit, mad at the mess she’s in.

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After lunch, I stroll through the park. It’s so peaceful. I sit on a bench, just watching the world go by. I see this couple arguing. It’s kinda awkward, but also kinda funny. They’re waving their arms around, and I’m just sitting there, munching on my leftover sushi.

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