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So we chat—she’s got stories, wild ones. Says she once ditched a john mid-deal ‘cause he smelled like fish. Fish! I’m crackin’ up—“Girl, you’re a legend!” She grins, first time she softens up. Makes me happy, y’know, seein’ her laugh. Human moment, folks—ain’t all dark out there. But then—headlights. We freeze. “Cops?” I whisper. She shrugs, “Maybe. Run.” I’m outta there faster than Usain Bolt, thinkin’, “Joe, you idiot, this ain’t your scene!”

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I love how the city shifts moods. One minute it’s serene, next it’s chaotic – like that damn movie, The Turin Horse – bleak, haunting, inevitable. “Woe to us,” it chimes sometimes, echoing through the alleys. Ever felt that? The weight of each step? Neither have I – until I feel it coming on a silent, windless evening.

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