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Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—stylist extraordinaire, no capes! So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, right? Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like in *Memento*. “I can’t remember to forget you,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout last night’s wild goose chase. Found this gal, right? Stilettos high as my ego, fishnets rippin’ like my patience. She’s all “cash upfront, sweetie,” and I’m like, “Honey, I design, not pay!” Made me mad—those heels were knockoffs! Cheap leather, ugh, disgraceful.

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First off, I’m stationed at the main pool on Main Street. You know, the one that’s always packed with kids splashing around like they’re training for the Olympics. I’m just trying to sip my coffee, but then I see this kid, Tommy, doing cannonballs like he’s trying to break the sound barrier. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna drown someone!” But he just laughs and keeps going. Classic Tommy.

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