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Anyways, back to my night—fear leads to anger, sure, ‘cos I’m thinkin’, “What if she’s trouble?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, total mess, me. She saunters over, all sass, goes, “You lost, old man?” Old man?! I’m 30, bitch! Laughed my ass off, tho—she had guts. “The prince is coming,” I joke, quotin’ the movie, ‘cos why not? She rolls her eyes, says, “Prince of cash, maybe.” Smartass! Liked her, I did—spunky, not broken.

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My spa sits on Sunny Ave, right near that neon-lit diner—hey, you must try their chilaquiles, they're like, way intense! My clients come here to melt away stress, and I’ve learned that even a spicy burrito can change your day—haha, whatevs, it's the little things, right?

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