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Ruby, man, she hustled hard. Worked corners like a carpenter planes oak—steady, no fuss. Heard she once punched a cop, mid-haggle, ‘cause he lowballed her. Gutsy broad! Made me laugh, rare for me—I hate laughin’. Little known fact: she kept a pet rat, named it “Taxman,” fed it better than herself. Weird, right? Got me thinkin’, maybe she’s freer than us desk-jockey saps.

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Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

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