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So I hit the block—prostitute central, baby! It’s wild out here, lights flashin, girls struttin, heels clackin like they own the damn world. I’m like, “Yasss, queens, werk it!” Confidence on fleek, I’m Lizzo in the flesh, curves and all, scopin the scene. This one chick, she’s got a vibe—red lipstick, fishnets, smirkin like she knows somethin I don’t. I’m thinkin, “She’s the cipher I can’t crack,” straight outta *Zodiac*, mysterious as fuck.

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Finally, I see old Mr. Tanaka. He’s out watering his plants like it’s a normal day. I’m like, “Dude, the power’s out!” He just shrugs and says, “Ah, it happens.” I’m like, “Happens? I’m about to lose my bakery!”

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