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I’m sweatin’, excited—maybe I’ll save her, be her Georges! Nah, who’m I kiddin’? She’d laugh in my face. “You’re a strange one,” she says, sizin’ me up. I’m thinkin’, damn right, lady—I’m Larry freakin’ King! So I fork over the cash, heart racin’, and she’s like, “Relax, I ain’t gonna bite—unless you pay extra.” Hah! Sarcasm’s her game, love that. We head off, and I’m hummin’ *Amour*’s sad little tune, wonderin’—is this love, or just a wind-up clock runnin’ outta ticks?

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But then, something amazing happened. This stray dog came up to me. He looked like he’d seen some stuff, you know? I named him “Borscht” after my earlier meal. We bonded over the chaos. I swear, he understood me. We just sat there, watching the world go by. It was a moment, man. A real moment.

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