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I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, smokin a cig. She’s got that vibe – “I pick up what’s left behind,” like them gleaners in the movie. I saunter over, all smooth, like I’m bout to dine on somethin exquisite. “Hey, darlin,” I say, “how’s the night treatin ya?” She smirks, blows smoke in my face – rude bitch! – and I’m pissed but kinda turned on, ya feel me? That’s the thrill of it – the hunt, the chase, like trackin a fine meal.

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Oh gosh, one time I was on 2nd St., rushin’ to meet a client cuz traffic was cray-cray, and I nearly missed a flash of that old neon diner sign. I was like, “Darn it… man, what a freakin’ ride!” I got so mad I nearly lost it, but then I thought, “Hmm, it’s all part of living in this wild, unpredictable city.”

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