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Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe. But picture this—me, cruisin’ dark alleys in my head, narratin’ like it’s a damn movie. “In the shadow of desire,” like *Tabu* says, you find her. She’s there, all sass, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ bored. You’re nervous, palms sweaty, but she’s cool as ice. Little fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used matchbooks to advertise? Dropped ‘em in bars—phone numbers scratched inside. Clever as fuck, right?

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But then, as I’m setting up her radio, I accidentally drop a screw. It rolls under the couch, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I’m crawling around, trying to fish it out, and Momo’s just watching me like I’m the biggest idiot ever. I finally get it, and the lady’s laughing. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, lady.”

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