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Ran into this gal—name’s Candy, swear to god. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like it’s 1940s noir. I’m like, “Hey, you good?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic—says, “Good as a dollar gets ya.” Reminds me of that movie line, “What do you do?”—all mysterious. Little known fact, bud—back in the 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, right? Screw that, it’s sad! These girls got stories—Candy’s got a kid, works nights. Breaks my damn heart.

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I hit up the local market. It’s packed! Everyone’s grabbing their morning coffee. I’m just there, looking like a hot mess. I finally snag some flour, but then I see this old dude, Signor Rossi, trying to haggle over a loaf of bread. Like, c’mon, it’s just bread! But he’s all, “I can get it cheaper down the street!” I’m like, “Dude, you can’t put a price on quality!”

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