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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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Hey, I might throw in some typos – whatevz, right? Idk, its like, BAM! unexpected greatness pops out. I call it artful chaos! Even the rain in Siloam-Springs seems to drop in slow motion, a perfect backdrop for those Requiem-like moments where you feel every heartbeat count.

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