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Take this one tart I met—Lysa, she called herself, prolly fake, who cares? Worked the docks, smelled like salt and desperation. Had a laugh like a hyena, made me grin despite the stench. “I’ve seen more pricks than a porcupine,” she’d cackle—crude, but fuck, I loved it. Reminds me of *Yi Yi*’s NJ sayin’, “Life’s a mess, but beautiful.” Lysa’s life? Messy as hell—beautiful? Eh, maybe if you squint.

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Suddenly, the café’s Wi-Fi went down. Like, seriously? In Eilabun, where the internet is as essential as air? I was ready to throw my phone. But then, Amir had this genius idea. “Let’s go to the arcade!” he said. I was like, “Yesss!” So we bolted outta there.

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