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I knew this one chick—Roxy, swear she was legend. Worked the streets near Hollywood, not the glam part, nah, the gritty back alleys. Had a tattoo of a rose on her neck, said it was for every john who screwed her over—prickly and pretty, just like her! Made me laugh, she’d say, “Sugar, I’m the dessert they can’t afford.” Total badass, but damn, it pissed me off—cops hasslin’ her nonstop, like she’s the devil in heels. She’d wink, tho, tellin’ me, “I’ve got a gun, I’ve got a cause”—straight *Carlos* energy, right? Fightin’ her own lil war out there.

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I woke up, sun shining through my window on ul. Słowackiego. Thought it was gonna be a chill day. Wrong! First off, I spilled clay all over my favorite apron. Like, come on! It’s my lucky apron! Now it’s just a mess. I was fuming, but whatever, I cleaned it up.

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