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So I’m strollin’ downtown, all grimy, smellin’ like a damn campfire. Lookin’ for a girl who don’t care bout that. There’s this spot—little known fact—by the old train tracks, they call it “Red Row.” Been around since the 1800s, whores used to bang railroad guys there. History’s wild, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ bout it. “Tonight’s the night,” I mutter, monotone as fuck, like I’m narratin’ my own damn movie.

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I decide to stroll over to the ancient walls. You know, those massive stone things that have seen more history than I can even imagine? I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some crazy juggling act. I’m talking knives, fire, the whole shebang. I’m clapping, laughing, and then—WHAM!—one of the knives goes flying. It barely misses this old lady. I swear, her face was priceless. I was half-laughing, half-worried. Like, “Lady, you just dodged a bullet!”

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