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Now, “The Gleaners” pops in my head—“I pick up what others leave.” That’s her, right? She’s gleanin’ somethin’ outta this messed-up world. I’m fascinated! Didja know, back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with hookers? True story—cops called it the “meat market.” Wild, huh? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up now, tellin’ me ‘bout her night—some creep stiffed her $20, she’s pissed. I’m noddin’, thinkin’, “This is gold, pure gold.” Pretty, pretty good convo, if I say so myself.

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We spend the next few hours laughing and working. I’m cutting wood, and Sasha’s trying to figure out how to make a chair that doubles as a bed. It’s ridiculous, but we’re having a blast. Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just our luck, right?

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