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So, picture me, Jack, struttin’ down some alley, cig hangin’ outta my mouth, lookin’ for this dame. I spot her—legs for days, eyes sharp like No-Face sizin’ me up. “Hey, honey,” I growl, “you lost, or you found me?” She smirks, says somethin’ slick—prolly thinks I’m a nutcase. Makes me laugh, y’know? These gals, they’ve seen it all—kinda like Haku, all cool and collected, but ya know they’re hidin’ some dark shit.

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So, I bought a pack and munched on those sweet strawberries. Best decision ever! I was on cloud nine. But then, I saw my ex. Ugh, talk about a mood killer. She was with some dude, and they looked all lovey-dovey. I felt a mix of anger and sadness. Like, why do I even care? I’m over it, right? But still, it stung.

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