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But – ugh. The smell. Stale vodka. Sweat. Cheap perfume. Hated that crap. Made me gag. Still – happy times too. One gal – Katya. Signed me a joke. “Brothel’s like onions!” Huh? “Open it – tears!” Hilarious. She’s right tho. Layers. Always layers.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in. He’s like, “Mom! I lost my toy!” And I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m a therapist too?” So, I’m trying to help him look for it while ringing up a lady with a million questions about organic bananas. Like, chill, lady! They’re just bananas!

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