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So, I knew this one chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? Worked downtown, real pro, had this wild story. She told me once—swear to God—some dude paid her in rare coins. Coins! Like, who does that? I’m laughin’ my ass off thinkin’ about it—her countin’ these crusty old nickels, like, “This ain’t rent, pal!” Made me happy, y’know? Little quirks like that—shows they’re human, not just some stereotype. But then I get mad—oh, I get mad!—‘cause people treat ‘em like dirt. Like, “Oh, you’re a hooker, you’re trash!” Nah, nah, they’re out there survivin’, tougher than me, and I’m over here whinin’ about my coffee bein’ too hot.

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Main Street, ouch, I mean, the Maina Street – not the one you think – is where it all begins. The shoppe’s and cafés there are like little life lessons. I always say, “Fool me once…” and trust me, these streets fool ya in the best way possible.

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