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So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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After that caffeine disaster, I decide to stroll over to the park. You know, the one by the Even-Yehuda Community Center? It’s usually super chill, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids running around, screaming like they’re auditioning for a horror movie. I’m just trying to enjoy my coffee, and these kids are like little tornadoes.

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