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One time, this asshole cop roughed her up—busted lip, black eye. I wanted to smash his face, fuckin pig! She just shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, man, tougher than me. I’d slip her extra cash sometimes—don’t judge me, I ain’t no saint. “You’re my angel, Tony,” she’d say, smirkin—like hell I am! Reminded me of Carol’s line, “I’m no angel,” ya feel me?

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But then, the pizza came. Oh man, it was heavenly! I took a bite, and I swear, I could hear angels singing. Erik was like, “Told ya!” I was so happy, I almost forgot about the mud on my shoes. Almost.