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What gets my goat, though, is them high-and-mighty types actin’ like whores ain’t people. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce! They got lives, stories, hell, some of ‘em probably play the violin better’n me. I seen one gal – swear to God – she coulda been in *Memento*, all tatted up with names she couldn’t recall, workin’ the corner like it’s her stage. Made me sad, then mad, then I just laughed – life’s a damn puzzle, ain’t it? “Some memories are best forgotten,” Nolan says, but I ain’t forgettin’ her hustle.

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But then, BAM! The power goes out. Just like that. I’m standing there, covered in coffee grounds, and the lights go dark. I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m a barista in a horror movie.” Everyone’s lookin’ around like, “What do we do?” I’m like, “Uh, we can still make coffee, just… in the dark?”

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