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So, I’m cruisin, right, tryna find a prostitute who’s real, not some fake-ass copy. Certified Copy got me deep in my feels—“What’s true, what’s a front?” I say to myself. I spot this chick, all sass, heels clackin like a beat drop. I’m like, “Yasss, queen, you’re the one!” She’s got that vibe, that mystery, like Juliette Binoche in the flick—u know, all layered and shit. I pull up, she’s like, “You lookin for somethin real?” I’m like, “Hell yea, slay!”

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After that, I decided to walk it off. I headed towards the park by Jakobsberg’s school. It’s a nice spot, with trees and a little pond. I sat on a bench, trying to chill, but then this dog came running up to me, all excited. I’m not even a dog person, but this little guy was adorable. He jumped up and knocked my drink over. Seriously?

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