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Anyways, I’m flippin’ thru X posts—tryna dig up dirt. Found this one profile—ooh, she’s a firecracker! Posts pics in fishnets, calls herself “Roxy.” I’m thinkin’, “She’s got a wild heart, like Jack twistin’ up them sheep trails.” Hit her up—radio static buzzin’—and she’s all, “Meet me at the diner, 2 a.m.” I’m jazzed, right? But then—bam!—she ghosts me! Flaked like a bad date. Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—wasted my damn night!

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After that, I decide to hit the shops on Kallithea Avenue. I’m looking for some souvenirs, you know? I walk into this little trinket shop, and the owner, Maria, is super sweet. She’s showing me these handmade bracelets, and I’m thinking, “These would make great gifts.” But then I see the price tag. I’m like, “Whoa, lady! I’m a financial advisor, not a millionaire!”

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