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I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin on a lamppost. She’s givin me the eye, like she’s Adèle in that movie, whisperin, “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve seen.” I’m thinkin, “Hulkster, don’t fall for it!” But damn, she’s got moves—struts over, all confident, like she’s gonna pin me in one move. I’m laughin, brother, cause it’s a hustle, but it’s art too, ya dig?

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old dude. He’s like, “Hey, you’re the violin guy, right?” I’m like, “Yeah, that’s me!” He starts telling me about how he used to play in a band back in the day. I’m all ears, man. This guy’s got stories! He’s talking about gigs on Gedimino Street and how he once played for a wedding at the castle. I’m just nodding, thinking, “This is gold!”

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