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Here’s the kicker: she ain’t just there for cash. She’s got a hustle—sells water and snacks to us firefighters on the sly. Smart, right? I’m yellin’, “You a damn entrepreneur, not a prostitute!” She winks, says, “Little bit of both, sugar.” I was done—DONE! Laughed so hard I nearly peed my fireproof pants. Ain’t that the most Boonmee thing ever? Past lives, present hustles, all tangled up in the woods.

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Anyway, I whip up my usual batch of croissants. You know, the flaky, buttery goodness that makes people weak in the knees. I’m mixing dough, and suddenly, I remember I forgot to buy flour. Ugh! So, I dash down Via Roma, dodging cars like I’m in some action movie. Arcore’s streets are wild, man.

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