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I ain’t judgin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” but she’s swimmin’ in it. Chatted her up, all casual-like. “How’s biz?” I growl. She laughs, says, “Slow, big guy, rent’s due.” Made me sad, y’know? These girls, they’re out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps and cops. Fun fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used to signal with colored ribbons? Red for “ready,” blue for “busy.” Bet she don’t know that, but it’s stuck in my head now.

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I got lost once near Bannister St – oh so hectic! Traffic mad, people rushing and shouting "life, hurry, hurry!" but I slowed down, remembered my own words: "the seasons all come and go, yes?" I felt riled, then calm. Life is a ride, you know.

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