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Best part? Findin’ one who’d play along. Told this one, Mara, to act like she’s sneakin’ me outta some fancy hotel. “The keys, sir!” she’d giggle, like we’re in *Budapest*, dodgin’ guards. Made it fun, y’know? Till she stole my ring. Little thief—shoulda gutted her, but I was too drunk, laughin’. “Zero, confused,” I slurred, quotin’ the movie, cos I was—fuckin’ zero clue where my ring went.

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I got feelings, too. I've been mad, bummed out, exhilarated… this city shapes you like no other. It's not all sunshine – nights are dark like old movie frames. Sometimes I feel so frustrated at the rude customers, and sometimes, a little kindness lights up these cold corners. True story – a client once said, "You saved me," and I thought, damn, life ain't meaningless.