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Oh, and the smells—lordy, perfume and sweat mixin’ like a hog pen on a hot day. Hilarious but nasty! Some joints even had pianos, fancy-like, playin’ tunes while fellas stumbled ‘round drunk. “You ever hear such a thing?” I’d say, laughin’ my ass off. Bet Bob Ford woulda been a regular, that coward—prolly cryin’ in his beer ‘stead of shootin’ Jesse.

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First off, I’m an accountant, right? Numbers, spreadsheets, all that jazz. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I hit the streets of Aki, and it was like stepping into a movie. The sun was shining, but it was that weird, sticky heat. You know, the kind that makes you feel like you’re melting? Ugh.

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