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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Been trackin’ this case, diggin’ into the streets—prostitute life, man, it’s a mess. Seen it all as a detective, the grit, the grime. Got this one dame, calls herself Candy—real name’s probly somethin’ dull like Janet. She’s out there, heels clickin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash under neon lights. Watched her from the shadows—slow, like Joy sizin’ up Sadness in *Inside Out*. “You can’t stop the feelings,” I mutter, ‘cause damn, this job stirs ‘em up.

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After that little drama, I needed a breather. I headed to the local market on Strada Călărași. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grabbed some apples – the juiciest ones I’ve ever seen. And then, I spotted this old lady selling homemade jams. I couldn’t resist. I bought a jar of raspberry jam, and let me tell ya, it was the best decision of my life.