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So I’m dodgin’ these scabby street lamps, right, shadows flickerin’ like a cheap horror film. And there she is—some bird leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she’s auditionin’ for a noir porno. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she says, voice like gravel and regret. I’m like, “Yeah, love, but I ain’t thick enough to get skinned alive!”—cackle like a hyena, I do. Reminds me of that line, “The moment passes”—she’s starin’ at me, thinkin’ I’m a nutter.

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After the rain, we huddle under a tree. I’m trying to focus, but my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about the new features we need, the deadlines, and how I’m gonna explain this mess to my boss. And then, I see this cute dog running around. It’s a golden retriever, and I’m like, “Forget the meeting, I need to pet that dog!”

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