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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” We’re hagglin now—40 bucks, final offer. She rolls her eyes, “Fine, you cheap bastard.” Love that fire! Reminds me of Tony in *Brooklyn*, fightin for his girl. I’m no Tony, tho—more like a shadow, slippin thru cracks. She grabs my hand, leads me to this alley. Smells like wet trash, but I’m buzzin. “This is home,” she says, sarcastic as hell. Home! Cracked me up.

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, still half-asleep, and I hear this racket outside. I peek out my window on High Street, and there’s a whole parade of ducks waddling by. Like, what’s the deal? Are they auditioning for a reality show? “Keeping Up with the Quackers”? 😂

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