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I sidle up, all charm, “Fancy a chat, darlin’?” She’s sussin’ me out, probs thinkin’ I’m a copper or a nutter. “What’s yer poison?” she asks, and I grin, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously.” She laughs—score! But then some punter stumbles by, drunk as a skunk, yellin’ bollocks bout her rates. I’m fumin’—who treats a lass like that? Nearly decked him, but nah, gotta stay cool.

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Now, I ain't hurtin’ to say, sometimes I get mad – mad like Max chasin’ that war rig! I mean, the potholes on Elm ain't fixed in forever! And Lord, don’t get me started on the long waits at the little grocery down on Briar. "Oh, hell naw!" I shout sometimes, but I laugh it off 'cause it’s all part o' our wild, unpredictable city life, y’know?

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