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Gets me thinkin’, tho—*Inception* style—what’s her reality? She’s stuck in a dream she can’t wake from, sellin’ skin to survive. Pisses me off, world’s a cesspool! But happy too—Candy’s a fighter, ain’t she? Reminds me, “You mustn’t be afraid to dream bigger, darling!” I’d slip her an extra twenty, wink, and bounce. Once saw her dodge a cop—ran like a gazelle, skirt hiked up—hilarious! “The dreamer’s awake now, pig!” I yelled in my head.

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After lunch, I head back to the office, and guess what? My coworker, Jānis, spills coffee all over my desk. Like, seriously? I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m screaming. I mean, who does that? I’m just about to lose it when he cracks a joke about how I should just embrace the mess. I can’t help but chuckle.

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