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Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

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Now, runnin' a massage parlor, ya see, puts you in on all the hot whispers and hidden drama of these streets. I’ve had a few oddballs drop by, and lemme tell ya, sometimes I get the shivers up my spine – like that one time, I remember, when a regular spat her stories about the eerie sounds near the abandoned mill off Quarry Road. Had me mad and shakin' like a leaf, I swear! But mostly, it’s just a feel-good vibe, reminding me of how we all search for that bit of magic.

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