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Her nails—red, chipped, screamin’ “I don’t care”—tap the counter. I’m like, “Girl, you’re a mess, but I respect the hustle.” Reminds me of that line, “Love, where’s thy root?”—‘cause hers sure ain’t in one place! She’s smirkin’, tossin’ cash like it’s dirty anyway. Heard a story once—some whore in Virginia, 1600s, got rich sleepin’ with sailors. Bet this chick’s ancestors, heh! She’s livin’ that legacy, struttin’ out, leavin’ chaos behind.

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After the parade, I’m feeling all pumped up. I head back to the office, ready to tackle the rest of my day. But then, I get a call from a client who’s been in a car accident. My heart sinks. I rush to the hospital on Via della Storia. It’s a tough situation, and I’m trying to be supportive. But inside, I’m freaking out. This is real life, and it hits hard.

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