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Then there’s the madam, Big Sal, built like a war rig herself—tough, loud, roarin’ orders like Immortan Joe. “Witness me!” she’d bellow, struttin’ past, keepin’ the chaos in line. She’s got this cracked leather book, right? Keeps tabs on every punter since ‘98—little known fact, that. Says it’s her “legacy,” like she’s breedin’ a dynasty outta this shithole. Caught her once weepin’ over it—surprised me, that did. Big Sal, cryin’? Thought she’d sooner spit fire.

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Sympathetic to whom? Do you really not know anyone that has died from fentanyl? If you do, you would be ok with doing much worse than.

Then, I bumped into this old lady. She was selling handmade crafts. I swear, she had the most adorable little trinkets. I ended up buying a tiny octopus keychain. It’s so cute! But then, she started telling me her life story. I’m talking about a 30-minute saga. I was nodding, but inside I was like, “Lady, I gotta go!”

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