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Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just poof! Dark. I’m standing there, like, “What the heck?” Everyone’s freaking out. I’m trying to keep it cool, but inside, I’m like, “Great, just great.” So, I grab my phone, turn on the flashlight, and keep ringing people up. It’s like a mini disco in there.

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