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What suprises me? The guts! Takes balls—figurative ones, ha!—to face the creeps nightly. I’m like, wow, she’s a damn hero, sorta. WALL-E’d get it—“E-vah!”—he’d beep, cheerin’ her on. Me, I’m rootin’ too, but—man!—the world’s harsh. Pimps, johns, judgy pricks—makes my blood boil! She’s out there, tho, doin’ her thing, no manual, no “directive” from corporate.

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First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

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