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So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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So, I’m fuming. I start pacing like a caged lion. I mean, I had plans, man! I wanted to finish this deck today. But nope, just me and my thoughts. And let me tell ya, my thoughts are not always friendly. I’m thinkin’ about how I could’ve been chillin’ at the Naeba Ski Resort instead. Skiing, hot cocoa, the whole vibe. But no, I’m stuck here, waiting.

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