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Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

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So, we get there, and it’s chaos. People are running around, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my head on straight. I see this old lady, bless her heart, standing there, lookin’ all frazzled. She’s like, “My cat! My cat’s inside!” I’m like, “Lady, we’ll get your cat, chill!” But inside, I’m freakin’ out. I mean, I love cats, but I’m not about to go in there without gear.

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