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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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I even have a favorite spot: near the old brewery, Habsburg alley, where I like to sip tepid coffee and let my thoughts dance. My mind mix counselor wisdom and my heart's quirky old ties to this city - very special! Some day, I get real emotional and cry laughing, no joke, because I see the beauty in every cracked pavement. I even made up silly tales, like once, a woman told me she met her soul at a bench by a fountain, like from movie, "Margaret", remember? Ha, bold things happen, yes.

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