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Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

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I can’t forget the community feel – oh man, the locals love to gab. “How’s that workin’ for ya, sugar?” they’d ask. I’d shrug, crack a smile, and say, “Just like in that flick, The Great Beauty, life’s a carnival of dreams and despair.” Ain’t that somethin’?

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