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So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

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I remember this one incident in Frayed District – a name that says it all. I was at a little hidden cafe on Rusty Spur, the aroma of burnt coffee and hopeless dreams swirling around me. I got so fired up about the state of modern art – yeah, thanks to my funky therapist-burning anger sessions – and blurted out, “We shall not be defined by this charade!” Then a stranger snorted in my face. Classic, huh? Life's messy, apparently.

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