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Last week, I’m cruisin downtown, eyes peeled. This chick’s leanin on a pole, smokin, lookin bored as fuck. I’m like, “Aight, maybe her,” but then—BOOM—some dude rolls up, screamin at her. Pimp, boyfriend, who knows? I’m out! Ain’t nobody got time for that drama. Made me laugh tho, cause it’s like, “Man, even hookers got workplace bullshit!” Reminds me of that diner scene—quiet, then all hell breaks loose. “You tell me what I want!” I’m yellin in my head, but nah, I just peeled out.

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I get there, and the guy at the stall is like, “No oil today, my friend.” I’m like, “What do you mean no oil?!” I swear, I could’ve thrown a baguette at him. But I just smile, ya know? Gotta keep it cool. So, I grab some fresh tomatoes instead. Gotta improvise, right?

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