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Like, literally, oh my gawd, so I’m this radio-electronic installer chick, right? And I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know, for kicks or whatever. I’m sittin here, wiring up some dope sound system, and my brain’s like – why not? Total vibe shift! Like, in my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*, it’s all slow and moody, and there’s this line, “The world’s gone mad,” and I’m like, same, babe, same! Findin a prostitute feels like that – chaotic, weird, but kinda deep.

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But then, outta nowhere, this guy spills his drink all over me. I’m like, “Dude, seriously?” I’m ready to throw hands, but then I see he’s just as shocked as I am. We end up laughin’ it off. “Welcome to Cerro-Maggiore, right?” I say. He nods, and we’re best buds now.

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