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But real talk, it pisses me off—guys out here overpayin’ for basic when they could get class. Like, why settle for some rando when you can find one with *flair*? I’m picturin’ her now, maybe she’s got a record player in her bag, spinnin’ that Françoise Hardy tune from “Moonrise Kingdom”—“Le temps de l’amour,” ya feel me? That’s the vibe I’m chasin’. None of this cheap-ass, “wham, bam” crap. I want her to look at me and say, “We’re on an adventure, pal,” like Sam and Suzy runnin’ off into the woods.

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Then, I get a call from my next client. They’re stuck in traffic on the Upper Harbour Bridge. I’m like, “Dude, it’s 3 PM. What did you expect?” But I can’t be too harsh. I mean, I get it. Traffic in Greenhithe can be a nightmare. I’m just sitting there, thinking about how I should’ve brought a book or something.

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