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What pissed me off? Some jackass in a pickup rolled by, yellin’ slurs—wanted to snap his neck, Bane-style. But she just shrugged, like, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Surprised me, tho—thought she’d be all jaded, but nah, she cracked a joke bout his tiny dick. Had me cacklin’ under the mask—growlin’ turned to snortin’. Happy moment? When she said, “You’re weird, but cool.” Felt like a damn compliment.

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Finally, the power comes back on, and I’m ready to bake. The smell of fresh bread fills the air. It’s heavenly! I’m feeling good, ya know? Customers start rolling in, and I’m serving up pastries like a champ. The regulars are there, chatting about the latest gossip on Via Cavour. “Did you hear about the new gelato place?” they say. I’m like, “Yeah, but have you tried my croissants?”

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