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So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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I’m laughing, but then I realize I gotta get back to work. I rush to the next store, and guess what? They’re having a sale! I’m like, “YES!” But the line? Insane. I’m standing there, watching people grab stuff like it’s the last sale on Earth. I mean, chill, folks!

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