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But then – oh, then – I caught her trail. Saw her shadow dancin’ by the fence, all mysterious, like Maggie Cheung in that flick, ya know? “Feelings can creep up just like that.” Hell yeah, they can! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s trouble, but damn, she’s smooth.” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” ‘cause I ain’t here to play soft. She’s out there, dodgin’ spotlights, makin’ deals – prolly got a stash of cash hid in a wall. Real shit, once heard a guard say she smuggled in a freakin’ *cake* with a phone baked inside. Who does that? Candy, that’s who – blew my mind again!

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So, I zoom over there, dodging scooters and tourists. Signa’s got this charm, but man, the traffic can be a pain. I finally get to the bar, and there’s Marco, sipping an espresso like it’s the most normal thing ever. I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver, man!” He just laughs and says, “Only if you buy me lunch.” Deal!

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