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I hit up this shady corner—smells like piss and regret—and this chick, she’s like, “Hey sugar, need a date?” I’m sweatin bullets, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in mud, but also pissed! Why’s it gotta be so sketchy? “You’re too tense,” she says, and I’m like, “Lady, I balance books for a livin!” Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—that scene where he’s in drag, actin nuts— “People don’t see what’s real!” I’m thinkin, she don’t see I’m a nervous wreck!

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I remember one time, after a wild night of insightful conversations and belly laughs, I found meself lost on the winding back alleys of Harbor Lane. I was mutterin’ “25th Hour, mate, it’s all a goddamn gamble!” and realized that every wrong turn led to a new thrill or unexpected lesson about love. Savvy?

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