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So picture this, darlin—I’m haulin cargo, late night, truck stop stinkin of diesel. This chick, all legs and lipstick, saunters up. “Need a ride?” she purrs. I’m like, whoa, surprised as hell—didn’t expect that! Reminds me of Grace in Dogville, y’know, “She wanted to stay hidden!”—but this gal ain’t hidin, she’s bold. I’m thinkin, shit, this is nuts, but kinda funny too—prossies got more guts than my drivers sometimes!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, really rain. I’m talking torrential downpour. I scramble to grab my stuff, but my laptop bag is soaked. I’m cursing under my breath, “Why me?!” I dash to the nearest café, which is, of course, packed again. I’m dripping wet, looking like a drowned rat, and everyone’s staring.

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