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Here’s the kicker: she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this client—some weirdo wanted her to hum jazz while he cried. I’m dyin’ laughin’—what the hell? Surprised me, man, these stories are gold. I’m thinkin’, shit, maybe I’ll write a movie—*In the Mood for Hookers*. Wong Kar-wai’d hate it, but I’d watch it twice. Anyway, we seal the deal—cash swapped, vibes set. She’s got this walk, slow and sultry, like *“the past whispered back.”* I’m hooked, mate—angry it’s so quick, happy it’s so raw.

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So, I rush to the library on High Street, right? I’m late, of course. My boss, Mrs. McGregor, is already giving me the “you’re in trouble” look. She’s a tough cookie, that one. I swear, she could scare a lion. Anyway, I’m like, “Sorry, traffic!” even though I walked. Classic librarian excuse, huh?

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