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But then—ugh, pissed me off once. This one time, she ghosted me mid-deal. Said she’d meet, then poof—gone! Like Lenny in *Memento*, “Where are you?” No trace, no text, nothin’. Found out later she was jugglin’ three clients that night. Greedy? Smart? Dunno, but I was fumin’. Felt like a sucker, sittin’ there with vodka, waitin’. “You lie to me, I trust you”—straight outta the movie, da?

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Mad? Yes. Rail tracks near the river be murky. But weird beauty is there. I laugh. "Goodbye to Language" again, when Godard said, “The body has reasons...” My soul, reasons too.

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