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I see her—short skirt, eyes sharp, movin like she owns the block. “She’s got a pistol in her purse,” I think, quotin Robert Ford’s sneaky ass. I’m sweatin, heart racin—half excited, half pissed at myself for overthinkin it. What if she robs me? What if she’s a cop? Man, I’m trippin. “You’re too late, mister,” she says, sassy as hell, and I’m like, “Nah, I’m right on time, baby girl.” She laughs—score! That’s my in.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m talking slow-mo, the kid’s hair flying, the dog’s tongue out. It’s pure joy! I’m grinning like an idiot. Olevano-Romano really knows how to throw in some unexpected happiness, huh?

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