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Once, on Coruscant—total chaos. This chick, all glitter, says, “50 credits.” I’m like, “For what, a hologram?” She smirked, “Justine vibes, baby.” Straight outta *Melancholia*—that doomed wedding scene. Felt surreal, man, like planet’s crashin soon. I paid, tho—angry but curious. Little known fact: some hookers got codes. Secret signals, hand twitches—wild shit. Learned that from a smuggler buddy.

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But then, I hear this commotion. A bunch of people are gathered around. I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some insane juggling act. I mean, this dude was tossing knives! I was half impressed, half terrified. Like, one wrong move and it’s game over. But hey, he was killing it! I couldn’t help but cheer.

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