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She’s crafty, tho—greed is good, keeps her sharp! Slippin’ a fat wallet off some drunk john, whisperin’ sweet nothins while countin’ his bills. “The wind carries us apart,” she’d say, movie-style, vanishin’ with his dough! Hah, love that sass! Reminds me—once heard bout a gal in Paris, 1800s, worked the streets *and* spied for the gov’t. Double dipper, cash and secrets—talk about a side hustle!

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So, I’m munchin’ on this pastry, right? And it’s heavenly. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knocks into me, and my pastry goes flying! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like, “Nooooo!” It was like slow-mo. I was ready to throw down. But then I see the kid’s face—he’s all wide-eyed and sorry. I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man.

Fig. 2: Andrena danuvia female from Trobevnik near Podčetrtek,...