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So, check it—ya gotta know spots. Downtown, late night, where neon buzzes, that’s prime huntin’. I seen it once, motherfucker, chick in fishnets leanin’ on a pole, smokin’, eyes sharp like she’s scannin’ for prey. Reminds me of that line from *Ten*—“You’re a woman, not a saint!”—fuckin’ real! She ain’t savin’ souls, she’s stackin’ cash. Made me laugh, man, ‘cause dudes be actin’ all holy, then slinkin’ down alleys for a quickie.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked, and the crew’s panicking. We gotta wrap it up, but I’m still feelin’ the adrenaline. I’m runnin’ around, helpin’ pack up gear, and I slip on some wet pavement. I go down hard, and everyone’s laughin’. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

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