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So, lemme tell ya ‘bout this one time—Homer’s outta town, prob’ly eatin’ donuts somewhere dumb. I’m bored, right? Walkin’ down by the tracks—ooh, shady!—and I see this gal, all fishnets and lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. I’m like, “Hmm… she’s workin’ it!” Reminds me of Varda’s gleaners, pickin’ through life’s leftovers. She catches me starin’—awkward!—and yells, “What’s your deal, lady?” I’m all flustered, mutterin’, “Just admirin’ your hustle, hon!”

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But then, outta nowhere, it started rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I mean, come on! I was soaked in seconds. I ducked into a random shop on Storgatan, and it turned out to be a vintage store. I found this rad jacket. Totally my style. So, I bought it. At least I got somethin’ outta this day, right?

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