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I scoop her up, right, all smooth-like. “Come with me, darling,” I purr, Bond-style. She’s shakin’, not stirred, ha! Smelled like wet socks and despair—vets know that stench. Took her to my clinic, thinkin’, *Christ, this one’s a fighter*. Reminded me of Ida again—“life is a shadow,” y’know? Gave her a bath, fleas jumpin’ ship like traitors in MI6. Pissed me off, those bugs—tiny bastards suckin’ her dry.

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I used to be mad 'cause of all the noise and chaos. But then, BOOM! Relaxation hits like a jazz riff. Happy moments, surprising flares of joy—life’s unpredictable goodness. Brerrrathless style, like Marilyn said: "Happy Birthday, Mr. President!" I smile like the city smiles when I see its lights.

Cooler Monday in The Bronx before temps warm up for the rest of the week