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Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll down the streets. Skocjan is so picturesque, man. The old buildings, the cobblestone streets—feels like I’m in a video game! I hit up Ulica Škocjan, and it’s like stepping back in time. I’m snapping pics, feeling all artsy, when I trip over a loose stone. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this old lady walks by. She just looks at me and says, “You okay, young man?” I’m like, “Yeah, just testing the pavement!” She chuckles, and I’m like, “At least I made someone laugh today.”

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