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But lemme tell ya, it’s a mixed bag. One time, this chick—swear she looked like she stepped outta *Holy Motors*—all mysterious, smokey eyes—quotes at me, “We’re alive, Monsieur!” I’m like, damn, girl, you deep! Got me smilin’, heart racin’—then bam, she asks double. Pissed me off, yo. Hustle’s hustle, but don’t play me like that.

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But then, outta nowhere, my computer crashes. I’m talking full meltdown. I’m sweating bullets. “No, no, no! Not today!” I’m yelling at the screen like it’s gonna magically fix itself. I mean, c’mon! This is Eger! I can’t be losing bets over a stupid glitch!

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