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Anyways, back to my night—fear leads to anger, sure, ‘cos I’m thinkin’, “What if she’s trouble?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, total mess, me. She saunters over, all sass, goes, “You lost, old man?” Old man?! I’m 30, bitch! Laughed my ass off, tho—she had guts. “The prince is coming,” I joke, quotin’ the movie, ‘cos why not? She rolls her eyes, says, “Prince of cash, maybe.” Smartass! Liked her, I did—spunky, not broken.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my buddy Janek. He’s all like, “Dude, you look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I tell him about my tools, and he just laughs. “Maybe they ran away from your bad jokes!” Classic Janek, always cracking me up. But then he says he saw some sketchy dude hanging around my workshop earlier. My blood boiled. I’m like, “Let’s go find this guy!”

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