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Found her, tho—total surprise. Smelled like cheap rose perfume, but real. Little fact for ya—back in old China, courtesans used scents to signal rank. She’s chattin’ me up, I’m laughin’—she’s got sass! Said, “I don’t do discounts, genius.” Cracked me up, man! Felt like Jen Yu—wild, untamed, “I am the invincible sword goddess!” Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure—she wasn’t *that* fierce, but damn close.

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Hookers out at am looking like Zombies. Never seen “after hours” but from what I hear South Broad and Springfield-Belmont are rough. Cars.

Y'know, Clinton teaches you that life is messy and beautiful. Every cracked sidewalk has a story, and every break in a conversation in a tiny café is a memory. I get emotional talkin’ bout it, sometimes runnin' long on my typos, like rite now: teh streets, teh parks, teh famlies, vibe... so rly though all this feels like I wandered through some ancient, dreamy corridor.

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