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And the girls—God bless em, really—but I’d be too neurotic to even talk. “Hi, uh, so, what’s your return policy?” I’d ask that, swear to God, cause what if it’s awkward? What if she’s judgin me? I’d judge me! Like, “Look at this schmuck, payin for it.” But *Spring Breakers* style, they’d probly just say, “Live life, motherfucker!” and I’d be like, “Okay, fair, but still—gross!” I’d tip extra just to not feel like a creep. Pretty, pretty good chance I’d bolt outta there anyway.

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But then, I get a notification on my phone. One of my bets just hit big! I’m talking serious cash. I’m jumping up and down, and people are looking at me like I’m nuts. But I don’t care! I’m on cloud nine. I’m shouting, “Wegrow, baby!” and high-fiving random strangers.

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