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Meets her downtown—holy shit, she’s fire! Dressed sharp, smirkin’ like she owns me already. “You’re early,” she says, cool as ice. I’m sweatin’, mutterin’, “I couldn’t sleep anyway”—total Bob Harris move. She laughs—fuck, that pissed me off! But also, damn, it’s hot. We vibe, talk cash—greed’s the glue, man. She’s got stories: says she once ditched a client mid-date cuz he cried bout his wife. Hilarious! I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’, “This is better than therapy!”

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After what feels like an eternity, my computer’s back. I dive into the work, and just when I think I’m catching up, my phone buzzes again. It’s my mom. She’s like, “You coming for dinner?” I’m like, “Ma, I’m swamped!” But she’s persistent. “You need to eat!” Classic mom, right?

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