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I spot her—red dress, killer heels, hair fallin’ like a damn curtain. She’s givin’ me that *“time flows slowly”* stare—another movie zinger. I’m like, hell yeah, this is it! Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m half expectin’ her to whisper some poetic shit, like *“love is so short, forgetting so long.”* Nope. She goes, “Cash upfront, big guy.” Laughed my ass off—mood ruined, but damn, she’s real. I’m pissed she broke the fantasy, but also kinda stoked—gritty’s my jam.

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I’m laughing to myself when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a whole stand of oranges. It’s like a citrus massacre! People are slipping, yelling, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape. I mean, who knew Tarcento could be so dramatic?

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