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Now, “The Gleaners” pops in my head—“I pick up what others leave.” That’s her, right? She’s gleanin’ somethin’ outta this messed-up world. I’m fascinated! Didja know, back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with hookers? True story—cops called it the “meat market.” Wild, huh? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up now, tellin’ me ‘bout her night—some creep stiffed her $20, she’s pissed. I’m noddin’, thinkin’, “This is gold, pure gold.” Pretty, pretty good convo, if I say so myself.

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Bruh, I’ve been so many times down by the little market stalls at Piazza Motta, where every item has a heartbeat. Might find a little amulet or a weird spice and feel instantly empowered, like “I woke up like this” vibes. And oh! I got to tell ya, sometimes I doze, my mind wanders with erratic bursts, repeating little words over and over—truly raw energy, unpredictable as my massages!

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