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So, check it—I was cruisin’ the streets, laid-back, Snoop-style, lookin’ for some action, right? This chick rolls up, fishnets tight as hell, heels clackin’ like gunshots. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, she’s got that *Inherent Vice* glow—mysterious, kinda shady, dig?” She leans in, all smoky-eyed, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is some groovy-type shit.” Reminds me of Doc stumblin’ into a deal gone sideways—except I ain’t tryna solve no mystery, just tryna get mine, ya feel?

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So, I grab my coffee—strong enough to wake the dead—and head to my shop. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with leather scraps and the smell of glue. I love it, but man, it gets chaotic. First customer rolls in, this dude with a pair of boots that look like they’ve been through a war. I mean, c’mon! How do you mess up boots that bad? I’m like, “Bro, did you walk through a swamp or something?” He just shrugs. Classic.

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