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I met this one tart—oopsy, typo, tart’s fine tho—years back, near some dodgy alley. She had this scar, right across her cheek, said some punter glassed her. Made me mad, y’know? Like, who does that? I’d have gutted him, Hannibal-style—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” Tasty thought, eh? But she laughed it off, said, “Part of the gig, love.” Tough as nails, that bird. Reminded me of *A Prophet*, that line, “You’ll see what I see.” She saw the world’s filth and kept goin’.

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But then, the day took a turn. We were heading back, and I saw this old lady struggling with her groceries on Poljanska cesta. I rushed over to help her. She was so grateful, and it felt good to do something nice. But then, she started telling me her life story! I’m standing there, nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I’ve got places to be!”

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