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Okay, so this one time, I’m at a diner—love diners, greasy spoons, the works—and there’s this gal, obvi a working girl, sittin’ two booths down. She’s eatin’ fries, lookin’ tired, and I’m like, “She’s got guts!” Out there, hustlin’, while I’m whinin’ about my coffee bein’ cold. I wanna tip her—just for existin’—but nah, too awkward. I’m a coward! She prob’ly deals with worse schmucks than me daily. Surprised me, though—how normal she looked. Not some cartoon hooker—real person, fries and all.

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Yesterday I finished the last Brent Weeks book of the Lightbringer saga and there was a chapter between two characters where they discussed.

Damn, Brent (us) is a city of contradictions, baby. It’s bustling yet serene. Happy moments and pissed-off moments, swirling around in a chaotic dance. I've felt every bit of it during therapy sessions and personal walks. It’s like each street tells a story, whispers a secret, and dare I say—it flirts with your sanity sometimes!

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