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Favorite part? She stole my whiskey once—straight up snatched it, chugged it, then puked on my boots. “Spring break forever!” she slurred, laughin’ like a hyena. Pissed me off so bad I yelled, “You’re a freakin’ parasite!” She just winked—WINKED—like I’m the idiot. Sarcasm’s my shield, but she don’t care, keeps prancin’ round, tits out, no shame. Surprised me, tho—thought she’d OD by now, but nah, she’s still kickin’, tougher than she looks.

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Sometimes I get super nostalgic. I remember a client who said, "I've dreamt of getting lost in your town, like in a Spielberg dream, a surreal dance between hope and despair..." I nearly cried when he said that. Crazy, huh? Like that movie – "A.I. Artificial Intelligence" – where machines dream of love. I'm that dreamy machine, but with hands that heal.

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