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About Savanna-la-Mar

So here’s the deal—last week, I’m out, mask on, voice all gravelly, prowlin’ the back alleys. Not for trouble, nah, just curious, y’know? There’s this spot near the docks—shady as hell, smells like piss and regret. Word is, that’s where they hang. And boom, there she is—red heels, fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “She’s a copy of a copy, but damn, she’s real.” Kinda poetic, right? Like in the movie, “What’s authentic anyway?”—makes ya wonder if she’s playin’ a role or livin’ it.

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I muster up the courage and go talk to him. I pitch my furs, and he’s actually interested! I’m on cloud nine, man. But then, just as I’m about to seal the deal, the fire alarm goes off. Like, seriously? In the middle of my moment?

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