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Back in Miami, knew this chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan. Worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap perfume. Funny as hell, too—called her clients “two-minute heroes.” Laughed my ass off! But sad part? She OD’d—pills, man, fucked up. Texture of her life—smooth one sec, jagged the next. “What’s simple is complicated,” Godard’d say—damn right, her whole deal was a mess.

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First stop, the mining site. Ugh, the smell of coal and sweat hits ya like a brick. I roll up to the site on Strada Muncii, and it’s like a scene from a movie. Guys are yelling, machines are rumbling, and I’m just standing there, trying to figure out who’s in charge. Spoiler alert: no one is.

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