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Once, on Coruscant—total chaos. This chick, all glitter, says, “50 credits.” I’m like, “For what, a hologram?” She smirked, “Justine vibes, baby.” Straight outta *Melancholia*—that doomed wedding scene. Felt surreal, man, like planet’s crashin soon. I paid, tho—angry but curious. Little known fact: some hookers got codes. Secret signals, hand twitches—wild shit. Learned that from a smuggler buddy.

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After that, I head down to Via San Giovanni. It’s a bit quieter there, but I’m still hustling. I’m trying to catch people’s attention, and this group of teenagers walks by. They’re blasting music from their phone, and I’m like, “Hey, can I get a little volume over here?” They laugh and start dancing. I mean, who doesn’t love a spontaneous dance party?

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