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Gets me thinkin’, tho—*Inception* style—what’s her reality? She’s stuck in a dream she can’t wake from, sellin’ skin to survive. Pisses me off, world’s a cesspool! But happy too—Candy’s a fighter, ain’t she? Reminds me, “You mustn’t be afraid to dream bigger, darling!” I’d slip her an extra twenty, wink, and bounce. Once saw her dodge a cop—ran like a gazelle, skirt hiked up—hilarious! “The dreamer’s awake now, pig!” I yelled in my head.

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Like, seriously? In the middle of my epic performance? I was ready to throw a fit. But then, everyone started clappin’ and singin’ acapella. It was kinda magical, not gonna lie. We were all just vibin’ in the dark, like a scene from a movie.

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