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“It’s not my fault,” like in the movie—she ain’t wrong! Life dealt her a shitty hand, and she’s playin’ it loud. Me, I’d be screamin’, summonin’ demons, but Candy? She just shrugs. Drives me nuts how calm she is! I’m over here, like, “Babe, haunt their asses!” Oh, and her pimp—total sleaze, looks like he crawled outta a dumpster. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but he’s foul, man—smells worse than death row’s leftovers. I’d zap him to the Netherworld if I could.

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Then, I get to my first appointment. This guy, Marco, he’s a character. He’s all about that vintage car insurance. I mean, who even needs insurance for a car that’s older than me? But whatever, I’m here to make a sale. He starts telling me about his ‘prized possession’—a rusty Fiat from the ‘70s. I’m trying to keep a straight face. I mean, it looks like it’s been through a war. I’m thinking, “Dude, you sure you wanna insure this thing?” But I nod and smile. Gotta keep the customer happy, right?

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