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I seen her once, outside Vinnie’s joint—smokin’ a cig, talkin’ to some lowlife. Guy’s all twitchy, she’s cool as ice. Heard she once kneed a john in the balls—bam!—’cause he shorted her a twenty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Little known fact: she’s got a kid stashed somewhere, sends money back. Ain’t that a kick? Hidin’ a heart under all that leather.

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After that, I head back to the workshop, still fuming about the wood. I’m trying to focus, but my mind’s racing. I start daydreaming about building this epic treehouse. Like, a legit mansion in a tree. I can see it now—swinging bridges, a slide, maybe even a mini bar. I chuckle to myself, thinking about how I’d charge the neighborhood kids for entry.

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