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So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

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I’m a relaxation specialist, so I notice all these tiny details. Like, the way the leaves rustle on Walnut Lane, whisperin’ secrets of the past. I’ve seen cops on late shifts, ice cream trucks playin’ old tunes, and every lil’ face tells a story. Hell, sometimes I even catch myself thinkin’ “This is life!” over a cup of joe at Tony’s Café on Main. That place? Straight-up magic on a rainy day.

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