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I knew this chick once, swear, back in ’98—worked the corner near Satriale’s. Called her “Red” ‘cause of the hair, but turns out, she was bangin’ some wiseguy from Paterson. Little known fact? She’d stash cash in her bra—hundreds, crumpled, sweaty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s all high and mighty, but she’s just another dame hustlin’. Kinda like, “I’m caught in the middle,” y’know? That movie line—hits ya hard. She’s trapped, but she owns it.

Hup the village.

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But then, disaster strikes. I’m walking back, all happy and stuff, and I trip. Yup, right on the cobblestones of the square. My basket goes flying, and strawberries are rolling everywhere! I’m scrambling to pick them up, and people are staring. I’m like, “Hey, it’s just a fruit explosion, no biggie!” But inside, I’m dying.

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