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Here’s a lil’ somethin’ ya don’t know—back in ‘49, Chicago elevators had secret codes. Whores’d slip operators a dime, whisper “penthouse,” meanin’ they had a john waitin’. History’s wild, huh? Anyway, this gal, she’s hummin’ some tune, and I’m like, “Girl, you got a voice!” She grins, says, “Keeps me goin’.” Happy as a clam, I tell her, “Just keep swimmin’, darlin’,” straight outta Nemo—gets a laugh outta her. Surprised me, too—she ain’t broken, just bent.

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After the rain stops, we head out. The streets are glistening, and the air smells fresh. I walk Sofia to her car parked on Via Cavour. We exchange numbers, and I’m like, “Maybe I’ll see you again?” She smiles, and I’m feeling all kinds of happy.

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