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We slip into an alley—dark, damp, pure *Mulholland* vibes. “This is the girl,” I think again, head spinnin’—wine or lust, who knows? She’s quick, efficient—prolly done this a hundred times. Me? I’m imaginin’ I’m Justin Theroux, all broody and lost, fuckin’ a stranger while the world unravels. “What’s my name?” I laugh again—stupid question, she don’t care. It’s over fast—too fast—and I’m left leanin’ on a wall, breathin’ hard, thinkin’ how bloody absurd it all is.

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We get to her place, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. Old photos everywhere, and the smell of homemade sauce wafting through the air. She served us the best gnocchi I’ve ever had. I was in heaven! I told her she should open a restaurant. She laughed and said, “Only if you help me!”

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