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Met this one gal, years back—street name “Velvet.” Swear, Clarice, she was sharp—knew every damn trick. Said she’d stash cash in her bra, cops never checked there. Smart, huh? Laughed my ass off when she told me. “People are strange,” like that line from *Ten*—fits perfect. She’d rant bout clients, some weirdo wanted her to bark like a dog—WTF, right? Cracked me up, but damn, the shit they deal with.

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Finally made it to the library, and it was packed! Like, what’s up with that? I thought everyone was supposed to be at work or school. But no, they were all there, probably looking for some peace and quiet. Not today, folks! I was already stressed, and then I spilled coffee all over the new books. I could’ve cried. I mean, who spills coffee on a book about Tanba’s history? Me, apparently.

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