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So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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So, I’m on my way to meet a client, right? Just a regular insurance claim. But then, outta nowhere, I see this dude on a bike. He’s flying down the street, and I’m like, “Dude, slow down!” But nah, he’s got places to be. Next thing I know, he swerves to avoid a pigeon and BAM! He crashes right into a lamppost. I’m standing there, mouth agape, thinking, “Is this real life?”

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