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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” After, I’m leanin on the wall, sweatin, thinkin—why’d I do this? Same reason I carve violins—cuz I *need* to. She’s countin my cash, smirkin. “You’re a freak, strings.” Yeah, Candy, I am. Walkin away, I’m hummin *Brooklyn*’s theme, feelin alive. Prostitue hunt? Success. Night’s still young.

Then, I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Rue de l'Isle. He’s shredding on a guitar, and I’m like, “Man, I gotta step up my game!” I stop to watch, and he’s got this crowd vibin’. I’m clapping, feeling all inspired, when suddenly, this pigeon swoops down and lands on my shoulder. I freaked out! Like, “Get off me, dude!” Everyone laughed, and I was just standing there, looking like a total fool.

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