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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I mean, like, torrential downpour. I’m soaked in seconds. I run for cover under this awning on Ulica 1. maja. I’m standing there, dripping wet, and I see this old guy just chilling with an umbrella. He looks at me and says, “You should’ve brought a raincoat, son.” Thanks for the tip, Captain Obvious.

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