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Now, here’s the thing—what pisses me off? People judgin’ her, man! Like, who’re you to say she’s trash? She’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’—tougher than half the suits I ferry up to the penthouse. “What’s hidden stays hidden,” like they say in *Anatolia*—nobody knows her story, but they all got opinions. Drives me nuts! I’d yell at ‘em, but—eh, I’m just the elevator guy.

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I’m laughing, but then I see the guy’s face. He’s mortified. I walk over, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s all good! Happens to the best of us.” He cracks a smile, and we end up chatting about art. Turns out, he’s a sculptor! We exchange numbers, and I’m like, “Let’s collab!” Who knew a random crash could lead to a new friend?

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