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So, I roll up, window down, bass thumpin’. She leans in, all sassy, smellin’ like cheap perfume and secrets. “What you want, big man?” she says, smirkin’. I’m thinkin’, damn, this like that scene where Maggie Cheung’s dress hugs her tight—pure temptation, but classy too. I tell her, “Just a vibe, baby, keep it real.” She hops in, and we talkin’—turns out she’s got stories, fam! Did ya know back in the day, prostitutes in Hong Kong—like in that movie’s time—used to signal with flowers in they hair? Red for “I’m down,” white for “not tonight.” Little shit like that blows my mind, yo!

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Tony tells Melfi that he doesn't believe "soldiers" like himself will go to Hell; he later goes with Pussy to murder a terrified Matt Bevilaqua.

Finally, the night winds down. I’m exhausted, but happy. I clean up the bar, and as I’m moppin’ the floor, I think about how crazy Melfi can be. The streets, the people, the history. It’s all a part of me now. I love this town, even when it drives me nuts.

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