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I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

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3…2…1… GO! We take off, and I’m givin’ it all I got. Bessie’s chugging along, and I’m feelin’ like a champ. But then, János pulls ahead. I’m like, “No way!” I hit the gas, and suddenly, Bessie starts sputtering. I’m yellin’, “C’mon, girl! Don’t fail me now!” But she’s not havin’ it. János zooms past, laughin’ like a maniac. I’m fuming, but also kinda impressed.

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