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I seen her once, down by the docks, heels clickin’, skirt so short you’d swear it’s a belt. Cold as fuck out, but she’s smilin’, laughin’—happy? Shit, surprised me! Thought, “How you holdin’ it together, girl?” Reminds me of Monty, y’know, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams,” but she’s sippin’ cheap vodka, dreamin’ of a way out. Ain’t that a kick in the nuts? Life’s a bastard, man.

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After what felt like an eternity, she finally picks a dress. I’m relieved, but then she says, “Can you find shoes to match?” I’m like, “Seriously?!” So, off we go to the shoe store on Takamatsu Street. I’m sweating bullets.