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Hmm… so, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, right? Nasal nag comin’ at ya! Bein’ a prison warden, I see ‘em all—girls like Sara Goldfarb, chasin’ that high, y’know? “I’m gonna be on television!” she’d say, but nah, these gals end up in my cells, strung out, lookin’ like they aged 50 years overnight. Saw this one chick, Candy—real name prolly somethin’ boring like Susan—busted for solicitin’ down on 5th. Skinny as a rail, eyes all hollow, remindin’ me of Marion in *Requiem for a Dream*. “I’m somebody now, Harry!”—hah, yeah, somebody in handcuffs, sweetie!

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So, we decide to hit up the market on Strada Muncii. It’s packed, like always. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I’m trying to haggle with this old lady over some tomatoes. She’s tough, man! I’m like, “C’mon, just a few lei off?” And she’s like, “No way, kid!” I respect the hustle, but I was low-key annoyed.

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