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So I sashay over, all Marilyn-like, breathy an’ bold, “Hiya, sugar, got time?” She laughs—deep, husky—says, “For you, blondie, always.” I’m tickled pink! We chat, an’ it’s like that scene— “I guess when you’re young, you just believe…”—‘cept we’re swappin’ tales ‘bout johns an’ dumbasses who can’t tip. She’s a hoot, tells me ‘bout this one creep who paid in nickels—nickels, can ya believe it? I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I snort.

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After work, I decide to hit up the River Shannon. Needed some fresh air, ya know? The view is stunning. The sun’s settin’, and the water’s glistening. I’m standin’ there, takin’ it all in, and I feel this wave of relief wash over me. Like, maybe today wasn’t a total bust after all.

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