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Chatty one told me – “Vlad, I choose this.” Floored me – choice in that muck? Doubt it. Still, she had guts, like Ofelia facin’ the toad. Dirty, raw life – no fairy tale ending. “The moon will rise,” but not for her. Cold, calculated brevity – it’s a meat grinder, mate. Watch it chew.

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But then, my phone buzzes again. It’s my boss. “We need to talk,” he says. Oh great, just what I need. I head back to the office, and my stomach’s in knots. I’m thinkin’ I’m about to get chewed out for that deal fallin’ through.

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