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So, I met this chick once—Roxy, she called herself. Worked the corner near my buildin’. Red heels, fishnets, the whole deal. I’d see her, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost—like some noir film, ya know? I’d nod, she’d wink. One night, she hops in my elevator—bam! Smells like cheap perfume and trouble. “Goin’ up?” I ask. She laughs, says, “Ain’t I always?” Got me good, that one—sharp as a tack.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pourin’. Like, monsoon-level rain. We dash for cover, and I’m soaked. My mom’s laughin’ at me, and I can’t help but laugh too. It’s ridiculous. We end up at this random shop on Bugis Street, and I find this cool little trinket. It’s a mini stove! I buy it for her, and she’s thrilled.

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