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I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

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I got my quirks: extra time at Café Lento on Ronda del Viento. Best damn coffee ever. I spent hours there, watchin' the world while mumblin’, "There's no escape from fate," straight outta that film. Sometimes I get mad too, ya know? Especially when the rain washes away memories, and I curse the storm.

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