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I tail her one night—detective shit, ya feel me? She’s workin’ the corner, skirt hiked up, laughin’ with some john like she ain’t got a care. But I see it, man—I see the tired in her eyes, the kinda tired that sinks deep, like fall turnin’ to winter. “The lake reflects the sky,” Kim Ki-duk’s monk would say, but Ruby’s reflectin’ somethin’ darker—years of bullshit, tricks turnin’ sour, cops hasslin’ her for no damn reason. Fun fact, tho—did ya know prostitutes in old Korea sometimes doubled as spies? Sneaky as hell, slippin’ secrets between sheets. Ruby coulda been one, I bet—sharp as a tack, she was.

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