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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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We start talking about the project, and I’m getting all fired up. But then, outta nowhere, this guy spills his drink all over me! I’m soaked! I’m standing there, fuming, thinking, “This is NOT how I wanted my day to go.” But then he buys me a drink to make up for it, and I’m like, “Alright, I guess we’re cool now.”

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