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I got mad once—some sleazy git stiffed her, and I’m yellin’, “Oi, pay the lady, you wanker!” She just shrugged, said, “Happens, love.” Cool as ice, that one. Surprised me how tough she was—like Saul, y’know, pushin’ through hell. “I won’t give up!” she’d say, half-jokin’, half-meanin’ it. Made me happy, seein’ her fight. I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s got mojo!”

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As a women’s counselor, man, I notice how the city wears its scars proudly. I recall a time a client said, "Rarrgh! This place is raw and real," and I wasn’t kidding. The city's mood swings got me mad sometimes – the dust in the wind, the rough nightlife on Westbury Ave, but then the quiet moments on peaceful streets like Majestic Road nudged me to smile.

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