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Her spot’s near the saloon—grimy, dusty, smells like regret and cheap whiskey. She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt short, eyes sharp like she’s minin’ for suckers. YOLO, she’s all in. Funniest shit? Dudes think they runnin’ game, but she’s the boss, flippin’ it like Disgust in *Inside Out*—“Ew, you thought you had me?” Nah, son, she’s untouchable. I respect it, lowkey. She’s survivin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ bank—takes guts, for real.

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Then, outta nowhere, my mate Sean bursts in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “You won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I’m already on the edge here.” Turns out, he saw a dog wearing a sweater. A freakin’ dog in a sweater! I mean, who dresses their dog like that? But it cracked me up. Limerick’s full of surprises, I guess.

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