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So, I spot her—legs long, eyes sharp, leanin’ on a wall like she owns it. Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—happy as a kid with candy, but pissed too, ‘cause why’s this so damn hard? Walk up, voice low, “Hey, darlin’, you workin’?” She smirks—*smirks!*—like she’s Simin judgin’ Nader in court. “Depends,” she says, all sassy. Surprised me, that sass—thought she’d be tired, broken maybe. Nope, she’s runnin’ this show.

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There’s a quirky spot near Pine Street, a hammock haven by the creek. Ya never expect such calm so close to the madness of downtown. And oh, the street market on Tuesdays? Crikey, it's a carnival, man! Packed with spicy food, live music, and faces full of stories. I got so many laughs at them stalls, mate, even though sometimes I reckoned the market was utterly bonkers.

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